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Name: Christopher
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Gender: Male
Interests: I love The Detroit Tigers, I love Grand Rapids, I love my friends, I love my Jesus even tho I have been weak lately, I love my family, I love punk rock, I love Jazz, I love you.
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
3/30/2003
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| Roads and dreams.
Vapor trails of memories.
Shadows of love.
Rest in peace my old heart scrams,
This is a new revival of affection
A chance to shut my door of the past.
I was tortured with disaster,
A scar that you won’t ever see,
But if you ask I will tell you.
A travel ahead of me.
A journey an adventure.
A quest to live again.
I feel I found substance
In this nonfiction fairytale
That my life has become.
Its time to fill these pages.
Dear life I am coming,
I will see you soon.
~Christopher Burks
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| My muse is waiting for me
Where the sun always shines.
I am sitting in this cold room,
Waiting until I can count the days
Waiting until I can see her.
1,410 miles or road ahead of me,
It will not be long enough to keep me back.
1,410 miles of walking to go
In my canvas shoes, dusty and torn
Just to see her.
Ill write that book i've always wanted to finish
And page after page will whisper our story.
My muse is waiting for me
And I am a blank page with out her.
I am a book with out a cover
And a broken binding.
My muse is waiting
And I am wanting
Her to be my story
And my last line.
~Christopher Burks
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| I saw her the other day traveling the sidewalk.
That jacket I have become so familiar with,
A red hood up to cover her head from the wind.
At least I thought it was her,
Her head was down and
Her shoulders were slouched.
I hope he is treating you good I thought
And why is it you look so sad?
I’m sure if you would have seen me
You would have changed your expression
To make me think that your happy.
I do hope your happy, I do hope your okay.
God damn love and God damn heart ache.
In a few more months it will be a year,
A year since I last heard I love you,
A year since I last kissed your lips.
Do you still think of me?
Do you hope that I am happy?
I wish you knew, I wish I knew.
I saw her the other day,
Jacket.
Hood.
Head down.
~Christopher Burks
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| I was haunted last night
By the souls of Miles,
Duke, Ella, Billie and John.
They entered my room with
Welcome invitations.
They placed beats on the wall and
Stood at the foot of my bed,
They sang loudly into the night.
This was not enough to wake me
But just enough to give me dreams.
Billie, she stood by my bed
And sang to me a love song
Her voice sounded heavenly.
If I was woke up I would freak,
Scream, run, or maybe just enjoy.
Ella was joined by the Duke
I was given directions
Take the “A” train to Harlem.
My room took the shape of Harlem
This was my first time ever there.
Miles stood at one corner
And John on the opposite.
There notes bounced off the buildings
And I stood in awe, as I watched
The old brick walls begin to cry.
I was haunted last night
By the souls of Miles,
Duke, Ella, Billie, and John.
They preformed my room with
Welcome invitations.
~Christopher Burks
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| I want to belong to something
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
I want my wife to still love me
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
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I want my dad to have money
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
I want a do over and do it right
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
I want to get a book published
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
This is just how I cope with it
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Rum and Coke, rum and Coke
Some times I don’t give a fuck
~Christopher Burks
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