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Jonathan Gray

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

10 poems·Since September 2013

Words the way to the mind

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the memory game

September 24, 2014
Late nights I sit and reminisce about all the memories that could've should've would've but don't exist. .. then I close my eyes and subcome to bliss and wonder why in the world does my mind love to shift ill b in japan sky diving off a tower then land in that one time we made love longer than a hour or out runnin an avalanche made or roaring white snow then think of those chimp monk cheecks and the last time I watched you go.... then ill fall head first spiraling down then think of my and my boys at lunch goofing around as I slam dunk in to my body sit up and lean back its a usual hobby relax kick back and get drunk off blisss .....shifty mind like the sands of Time late night I sit and reminisce. .. yea I reminisce
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