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LIES, Lime, and LifeLIES, Lime, and Life
03/26/2010 02:42 AM
I said I'd do my best,
But I've failed near every test.
I said I was doing fine,
As my grades, they did decline.
I said I'd tell the truth,
But it doesn't take a sleuth,
To see my life's a sham.
A big lie is all I am.
A hypocrite to the end,
As my lies, I did defend.
To the very core of my being,
It was the truth I was truly fleeing.
Escaping on the wings of lies,
I joined all the other flies,
To flee from everything I used to be.
I didn't get very far,
For my wings soon turned to tar,
Stopping me from seeing what I needed to see.
But now the truth is clear,
My destruction is very near.
Unless I can lose these lies that bind me.
They say the truth shall set you free,
And I really hope that comes to be,
Because I can't see through these tears in my eye.
I've been blind for all this time,
As if someone sprayed me with a lime,
And yet still, I kept on trying to fly.
But now my sight is finally clear,
And my life I can finally steer,
To wherever I n
A Warm Coat"Take my coat," he said, offering the garment to a shivering girl. She couldn't be any older than sixteen, and yet the streets treated her no differently. At first she refused the hospitality, but John's persistence finally won out. "Look," he started, "It's cold out here, I've got extras, and you need it more than me." Finishing his spiel, he draped the coat across her back before she could reply. He didn't have any extras, but she did need it more than him. With a good deed done, and his spirits bubbling, John continued on his way.
He had only gone five steps when he heard a hoarse voice cry out, "Sir!" John pivoted to face the girl. Cosseted up in the warm coat, her face had begun to regain it's color. Then he noticed that her outstretched hand held a ball point pen. "Sir! You've left your pen in the pocket!"
John paused only a moment, and then replied, "Keep it." Without another word, he turned and continued on his way. She watched him leave, still holding the pen out in front of h
DR-OCA Char: Jonathan SlainName: Born Jonathan Williams, but legally changed it to Jonathan Slain after college. (Felt that Jonathan Williams was too mundane.)
Occupation: Private Detective. Freelance work. Due to events in his past, he decided to become a Private Detective midway through middle school. After graduating from University, he received his license and has been practicing for six years.
Weight: 209 lbs
Build: Stocky. Strong, but not muscular. Not a lot of body fat.
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Clothes: Wears comfortable street clothes. Blue jeans, leather belt, collared shirt, Hiking shoes (New Balance), and a brown fedora. He will sometimes wear a dark green trench coat when he feels like creating an impression. Wears a Smith and Wesson Model 500 in a shoulder holster.
Equipment: A reconditioned Smith and Wesson Model 500. A two seater, mid-rear engine sports car. (Future version of the MR-2?)
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