Tuesday 27 November 2012

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1         He was young, strong and brave, the virus could care less.

·2        One summer she was happy and healthy. Something was said. The next summer she was skinny and sad.

3       He builds her up, strong and proud. Only to break her down, weak and small.

4        They said you could do anything but shot down your wildest dreams, now get back to the office

5        Is the love gone? The bullet left the barrel, no time for second guessing.

6        Who doesn’t want to get lost? That’s what I was thinking when I left, now I’m not so sure.

7        Everything is spotless, scrubbed clean. The only evidence was a small drop of blood left on the floor.

8        “Come on” he said “what could go wrong?” he never could have predicted the destruction of everything he loved.

9        Her eyes lit up with joy. He never saw his best friend come in the door behind him.

10        She was nervous because being lonely was all she knew how to do. He was going to change that

11      The light danced on the water almost like the fight never happened but it did and now you will never see him again

12      “Adventure is waiting” she whispered taking your hand and leading you into the forest, “we just need to find it.”


13       Think about the way it felt holding her, the way she fit right in the bend of your elbow, while she is in front of you requesting the keys.


14         It’s hard watching, possibly your only friend in the world go from a healthy human being to nothing at all.


15         Each bead was a person, each color, a method, each string, a country. a cold blooded way to keep track of the dead


16         You forgot your ring when you left; I wear it close to my heart. A hidden love just like me.


17         I’m watching the country pass in a blur wondering why you said no.


18         The strong soldier stood, one tear falling from his left eye.


19         “I promised I’d do anything for you, I’m just following through” he whispered to himself


20         BANG the sound was deafening but with that his tears fell to the ground with the rest of his limp body.


21         When his wife came to see the last place he stood she was awestruck


22         Amidst the muddy plane there grew one single rose


23         It was the most beautiful rose, fresh with dew mimicking the tears of a soldier.

24           When she  smelled the rose it was sweet, with a musk much like that of the soldier


25         Ironic since, it was the soldiers tears that allowed it to grow.


26         Ten years later the plane was turned into the most beautiful garden, but the rose bush in the middle was the most magnificent plant in the garden.


27         He was on a crazy break away, everyone was cheering when someone hit him from behind. The hit that changed his life.


28         He woke up in a hospital bed unable to move his feet and in incredible pain.  The taste of blood in his mouth

29         It felt like his life was over, no more hockey and no high school diploma left him with a bleak future and a severe case of depression


30         Someone suggested coaching and he realized life wasn’t over; he could coach others to greatness.


31        Ten years later he went back to find the guy that hit him, to thank him for the opportunity to coach all the way to the Stanley Cup.

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