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Forget not the TruthFaith is but the light,Forget not the Truth by ~CartierBarbosa
Which all things are found,
And by things i say happiness,
Away from fear and fright,
For which my life is bound,
Let all this craziness,
Slide away from what I am,
So that my light might shine through,
All that is and will be,
Those hate filled memories that stem,
The painful memories of me and you,
So that one day I may see,
All that was will soon come,
And all that will is soon to be,
Not so dumb,
That I deny truth in fact,
I am a man based on life,
Not belittled by my strife,
I surpass all my strife,
Let it be known that I stand,
Free of man and free of land,
Upon the lies that I do weave,
In hopes of truths that c
Never DoneWhy is your head down,Never Done by ~CartierBarbosa
Why do you wear that wounded frown,
Take a long look around,
See where your life is bound,
The plan might not always be seen,
But it has always been,
Look into the eyes of your family and your friends,
And see that love never truly ends,
It just changes shape,
Sometimes it wears a silver cape,
And sometimes it is a bloody thorn,
Still you should never mourn,
Because love is a blessing in all its forms,
It will guide you home through all life's storms,
So wear a smile proudly,
And sing this life's song loudly,
Because in this fleeting moment,
You are truly without torment,
And you may see life is heaven's gift,
A thing t
The Journey is Just As FunI don't care,The Journey is Just As Fun by ~CartierBarbosa
what you've been or where,
How many miles you've seen,
Or how you think yourself unclean,
The world is a fucked up place,
I can see it written all over your face,
And I am just as messed up as you,
People shy away unlike I do,
I have been there and done that,
Got as many lives as a crippled cat,
Never have I been bored with life so far,
Like buying a slightly used car,
I live for the long winded trip,
And not the destinations tip,
Because I just don't care,
I whole heartily love past what some call fair,
Just because the story is better,
Through all this crappy stormy weather,
Left overs or sloppy seconds,
This smile of mine how
The GhostIt seems I have forgotten,The Ghost by ~CartierBarbosa
And have let this soul of mine grow rotten,
Missing the taste of your flesh,
Stuck inside life's fine mesh,
The ghost it haunts me,
And has stopped me whole heartily,
From seeing in this the truth,
Imprisoned in my memories of youth,
The issues of my past become evident,
Whether or not they are truly relevant,
This life has changed me it seems,
And I am stuck within my dreams,
I awake to what I do not know,
And have nowhere else to go,
I must learn a new way,
Must find new words to say,
An apology for misplaced hate,
When I thought my guiding light was fate,
I must therefore let go of your ghost,
And do what I need
there is no such thing as a badly written thing with me because everyone has something to say but maybe not the best way to say it so writting of everysort is a way to communicate that cant be shut down or forgotten...the written word will live on far beyond the time that house the fadded memories of spoken stories 
Hope 
