Gary Hembree

I wish I wish upon our kiss, that many more will fall upon my lips.
I wish I wish when you gaze into my eyes, that I get lost in yours.
I wish I wish that we hold onto each other until our life expires.
I wish I wish, that your love was as real as mine.
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Here I stand on tombstones and ashes.
Watch how the sky lights up, as if it was forth of July.
Side by side with brothers of arms, standing on tombstones and ashes.
We wonder if our savior will come, and if he will be wearing black.
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She held me close and tight, 'I love you, ' is what she said.
She held me close and tight, 'Look at me, ' is what she said as tears ran down her face.
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I've cried tears that turned to oceans.
Since the dawn of man, I have all ways been larking.
I judge not the color of skin, nor age, nor sex.
I rule time, and when it runs out I take it.
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Here lay's an angel of grace.
Face down asking why her father has turned his face?
The angel of grace, her only sin being beauty.
Here stands a man, full of rage.
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I am human
I wonder about life as it slowly passes.
I hear the sounds of family crying.
I see nothing but black.
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Drink this wine for it is his blood.
Eat this bread for it is his body.
Cannibalizing in his name.
We think not of any reason.
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You fell from the sky my dove.
A wounded heart left you near death.
Gently hands brought you forth to your feet.
A warm smile and a kiss brought you hope.
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I am many faces.
My age has no boundaries.
I go to many places, live in many homes.
I am a reflection of emotions.
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He saw a girl standing in the rain.
He wondered how she could be so beautiful yet look so sad?
He wishes he could have the strength to talk to her.
To know why she stands there in the rain.
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Blue water-lilly.
Help me taste the ever clear sky.
Help me search the inner thoughts of my mind.
Then play it all back one static frame at a time.
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Clocks are ticking and trees are growing.
The dogs are barking and the rabbits are f***ing.
The people are cheering while watching the playoffs.
While kids across the world are dying.
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She stands there in the rain with a sad look on her face.
She was once full of joy and life but that's all gone now.
She now believes as if people look right through her.
She closes her eyes and begins to dream about flying.
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I stormed the beach
In a foreign land
My hands held tight
To what would save my life
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She was soft spoken
A back in the class girl
Yet she found away
To light up the world each day
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Here stands a man, a normal church going guy.
Here stands a woman, who caught the man's eyes with such grace.
Here stands a man, who undoubtedly had a plan.
This woman with such grace, came to this normal church going man.
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Here is an instrument of death.
Forged and refined to be the best.
In the moon light it reflects.
Guided by the hands of those it can trust.
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The sunflower and rose, they dance to a rhythm that goes unforeseen by their clans men.
The sunflower and the rose, a love so strong yet must remain unspoken by law.
Should such love ever be discovered. it would be punished.
The sunflower and the rose, they dance in hopes they can spread seeds of their own.
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Her skin is soft like silk, black like the night.
Her dance is quiet, her dance is quick.
Her size is small, yet even the mightiest will fear her gaze.
Her tongue says no words, yet her actions speak loud.
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