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Die Like Romeo And Live Like Achilles

If I could write you a poem

To get you to love me

     I would

And if I have to write you a book

To get you to hear me

      I will 

And if I have to stop the world from spinning

To get your attention 

     I wouldn’t hesitate 

And if I have to take all of the pain

And hate

And use it to build myself up

And become great

Just to be

A man 

      That you can be proud of some day . . .

Then, babe,

     I’ll drink the poison of Juliet 

I’ll take a real shot at life with you

      I’ll die like Romeo 

      And I’ll live like Achilles

I’ll be there whenever you need me

And just know

I need you like kindergarten class needs glue

     I’d give up everything to be stuck to you forever 

      Everything except my dreams, babe

       I still need those 

        Yes, I still need dreams wherever I go . . .

But

    You can have everything else


Don’t ever be afraid to ask me for help

   And don’t be nervous to tell me what you’re thinking 

We can talk it through

    Me and you

We can make it, babe

    We can love truly 

We can live together beautifully 


I know that my eyes are dark

    And I frown a lot

And

    I know that I am poison 

And I remember the things I’ve done

    I know that I am alive

And I know that I have a side that I try to hide

I know that I look upon the abyss

      And that it's a dangerous game that I play with it

I know that I write too much

    And fight too much

And sing poorly in the car

    I know that I am petty

And far too pretty 

     I know they say I am surely 

And I know that I am hard to love

    But 

Here we are 

   Me and you

And I’ve seen your dark side too

   And babe

Believe me when I tell you 

     I truly love all of you

The good and the bad

The strong and the weak

The beautiful and the ugly

I love all the sides that make-up you

I just hope that you can love all of me too . . .



     If I have to take all of the pain

And hate

And use it to build myself up

And become great

Just to be

A man 

      That you can be proud of some day . . .

Then, babe,

     I’ll drink the poison of Juliet 

I’ll take a real shot at life with you

      I’ll die like Romeo 

      And I’ll live like Achilles

I’ll be there whenever you need me

And just know

I need you like kindergarten class needs glue

     I’d give up everything to be stuck to you 

      Everything except my dreams, babe

       I still need those 

        Yes, I still need dreams wherever I go . . .

But

    You can have everything else.


 CH 6/30/24

 
 
 

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