The Surface of the Sun (A Memory)

We were flailing in a pit of despair
Burnt alive, fighting for air
Doomed from the start, I swear
Losing consciousness, we fell into a cosmic haze

Looking back at the star miles away
How we had survived I could not say
A cosmic suicide squeeze play
We lost ourselves, floating star to star

Stuck in a void
Galactic abyss
Floating so long without purpose
‘Til I saw the princess

poem by J.M Berger
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June 13 2008

After a while your friends stop being your friends, or people you like and hang out with
they just become people you want to see succeed, people you wish well
because you don't know if you'll succeed and you don't know when you'll see them again
most people you hate, you loathe- or you are disinterested towards
your casual acquaintances are the people you end up spending the most time with
and the people that were your close friends become memories
people who have moved on but that you wish well

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That Old Thing? It's No You

I spent the night twiddling around on my guitar
A night when I should have been talking to her
Sure, she'll listen to me play
But I think she'd listen to anything I have to say
And this guitar will get old and worn
And the strings will rust
And the neck will crack
And the wood will warp
And playing this guitar gives me callus fingertips
But my girl, she's the one that soothed me when I was forlorn
She's the one I can always trust
I think she will always have my back
Even when I know it's not true, she'll tell me I'm always looking sharp
And she's the one of I sing for, when the song comes from my lips

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