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We ForgotRight after September 11th 2001,We Forgot
The flags flew high and the people cried.
But now 4 years later, no one cares
Flags still fly, but they're the ones from then.
They're ratty and riped and need to retire.
But the owners don't notice and don't care
They're too busy living this nice life
To remember the ones who died
and the reason the flags flied.
We forgot.
After pearl harbor we got pissed,
We hunted down those japs and
killed them all, but we never learned
We forgot. &n
by ~armyj
UntitledThe heart does quake and the soul does mornUntitled
The body shakes and the mind is torn
Bleak cold of winter can freeze the heart
But the warmth of her touch will thaw that part
The touch of her hand does bring such bliss
The depth of her eyes, the feel of her kiss
The shivers that come but the touch of her hand
Sway the soul more than any band
Stronger than steel, yet softer than silk
The depth of her gaze can make the heart wilt
A lady of beauty she shall always be
Yet independent, her soul, far from the
by ~armyj
Those EyesThe lightning crashes, he can see the anger in her eyes.Those Eyes
The anger hes seen a million times before, in those eyes.
If only he cared, if only he didn't love to see it there.
But he doesn't care at all, of her he has no fear.
So he goes on and does as he likes and cheats and lies.
He goes out late at night and when she comes after him, he hides.
He won't let her see that he doesn't care. He puts on his mask.
His mask of the loving husband, the one she wants to see.
But in the end, it all comes back to those eyes.
As he watches th
by ~armyj
The ancient PathDost thou wish to honour her? Dost thou wish to win her? Her love, it be eternal Her praise, well earnedThe ancient Path
Dost thou wish to honour him? To join his hunt your will? His hunt, it be eternal His challenge, well met
To gain that which you wish One must walk the ancient path The road, not simple The goal, on high
The path chosen, followed must it be A clear road it is not The road, long The future, unclear
Hated by some, loved by others Loved by self, must be The lady, loveth The lord, loveth too
by ~armyj
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- Current Residence: Watertown, NY
- Interests: motorcycles, skiing, irish culture, music
- Favourite movie: Boondock Saints
- Favourite band or musician: Dropkick Murphys
- Favourite genre of music: Irish Punk
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Favourite photographer: Spike
- Operating System: WIN2K
- MP3 player of choice: Musicmatch
- Favourite game: Need for Speed Underground 2
- Favourite gaming platform: my PC
- Favourite cartoon character: GIR from invader Zim
- Personal Quote: The most powerful creatures in the universe are those that follow the hard path.
- Tools of the Trade: Legacy computer with upgrades built in 2000 and a SONY laptop built in 2001 with no upgrades.
- Email: j.m.oles@us.army.mil
- AIM: psykocop14
- Yahoo: clarksonarmyj
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Dan, I will always remember that day. Mandla, you where always so nice. A great friend. RIP
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