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		<title>My Little Godsend</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2010 04:46:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Walking through a life that had recently felt borderline cursed Until I saw the face of a tiny angel on March 31st. Tiny little smile with hands and feet kicking Beautiful blue eyes with an innocent heart ticking. I took one look into this beautiful girls soul And instantly my heart is what this little [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=121&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><span style="font-size:medium;">Walking through a life that had recently felt borderline cursed</span></div>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Until I saw the face of a tiny angel on March 31<sup>st</sup>.</p>
<p>Tiny little smile with hands and feet kicking</p>
<p>Beautiful blue eyes with an innocent heart ticking.</p>
<p>I took one look into this beautiful girls soul</p>
<p>And instantly my heart is what this little girl stole.</p>
<p>I wanted to hold this fragile little baby</p>
<p>But I was scared and a little overwhelmed just maybe.</p>
<p>I’ve never seen a baby born before that made me feel so warm</p>
<p>With one little glance this little girl calmed my inner storm.</p>
<p>Little did I know that someone so small and tiny like a feather</p>
<p>Could smile so large, wrap up a family, and draw them closer together.</p>
<p>Each day there after I grew closer and closer to her</p>
<p>Almost shed a tear as my sister asked me to be the God Father.</p>
<p>It was at my Grandmothers viewing and I can’t describe how it felt</p>
<p>All I can say is that I loved my sister that much more as my heart melt.</p>
<p>Here I am with little Maddie over a year old now</p>
<p>And no one can look at her smile and respond without a WOW.</p>
<p>It’s actually really hard to believe that over a year has passed</p>
<p>But I guess time flies by fast when you have a reason for your smile to last.</p>
<p>I just hope that being the Godfather I can fill those large shoes</p>
<p>My sister must believe it because she was the one to choose.</p>
<p>Little Maddie I promise I will be there for you through every moment I can</p>
<p>I will gladly take this job and you can write my occupation in pen.</p>
<p>All I ask for in return is for you to give me that beautiful smile</p>
<p>That brings me more joy then water in the Nile.</p>
<p>You will see my face at every event that is important to you</p>
<p>I will get you ice cream and pray with you when your feeling blue.</p>
<p>I will do my best to spoil you with love but help raise you up right</p>
<p>On the drop of a dime I would fight to show the world your light.</p>
<p>And occasionally read to you after I wrap you up tight.</p>
<p>All I want one day is to be a father of my own</p>
<p>But as for now you are the closest to that feeling that I have been shown.</p>
<p>And if by some terrible chance being a father is something I never get to do</p>
<p>I know now that through this life I will always share that feeling with you.</p>
<p>It seems now that these days I can’t thank God enough</p>
<p>For giving me a little angel after times that were tough.</p>
<p>Its almost as if your smile will be my constant reminder</p>
<p>Of the time that God decided to look at my life and be a little kinder.</p>
<p>I wish words could describe how powerful your impact is on us all</p>
<p>But as far as me…..you helped me stand when I wanted to fall.</p>
<p>So always know in your little head that you will never be a bother</p>
<p>And since day one I knew….that I was made to be your Godfather.</p>
<p>JD Miller</p>
<p>05/15/2010</p>
<p>Age 22</p>
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		<title>The Cold Side of the Pillow</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 03:21:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Eyes start to flutter open and my brain is in a swirl Daddy Daddy!! Is all I hear from the sound of a little girl.  I begin to come to and realize I’m in an unfamiliar bed  I’m starting to think that I must have really hit my head.  It is perfect temperature and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=85&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Eyes start to flutter open and my brain is in a swirl</p>
<p>Daddy Daddy!! Is all I hear from the sound of a little girl. </p>
<p>I begin to come to and realize I’m in an unfamiliar bed </p>
<p>I’m starting to think that I must have really hit my head. </p>
<p>It is perfect temperature and the sun is hitting my face </p>
<p>It’s all different but I feel I really like this place. </p>
<p>As I begin to sit up I see a gorgeous little girl run into the room </p>
<p>She runs straight to the bed, jumps on me, and yells BOOM!! </p>
<p>Good morning Daddy!! Too much sleep mister and you will waste your day! </p>
<p>I get so overwhelmed with what’s happening that I don’t even know what to say. </p>
<p>She says, “Mommy is making pancakes and she already burned one!” </p>
<p>Then she leans over and kisses me and says, “Today is gunna be so much fun!!” </p>
<p>My heart drops, smacks, and hit’s the floor, as she trots out the bedroom door </p>
<p>Happiness begins to flow out from every pore, heart rate climbs up four times more. </p>
<p>I take a really deep breath and try to make sense of any of this </p>
<p>What did I miss? And more importantly who just gave ME an “I love you daddy kiss?” </p>
<p>So I begin to walk downstairs and the smell of breakfast hits me like mace </p>
<p>My senses are all stronger and just in case, I smack myself in the face. </p>
<p>Nope, I’m still here. Why does this all feel so real? </p>
<p>Instantly, I get overwhelmed at the thought of who might be cooking this meal. </p>
<p>Before I can take my next step I hear a familiar squeal, kind of a barking sound </p>
<p>Barreling around the corner is HERCULES, the lost dog that I found. </p>
<p>I reach down and scoop him up as to say, “Thank God, that’s a familiar nose.” </p>
<p>I put him back down and he shows off his Mighty Hercules pose. </p>
<p>I continue my surreal adventure and head towards the cooking smell of heaven </p>
<p>A boy, maybe 6 is playing a video game. “Dad!! I made it to level eleven!!” </p>
<p>I instantly say,” You have to be kidding me! I tried and only made it to level seven!!” </p>
<p>My jaw drops to the ground! I didn’t even know what I was talking about! </p>
<p>It was like I was somewhat familiar with this route, I instinctively knew what to shout. </p>
<p>He says, “ Well dad that’s why old people shouldn’t play a kids game.” </p>
<p>I say, “ Well squirt at one point your old man wasn’t so lame.” </p>
<p>He quickly replies with, “ I was just teasin dad! Your not old until your grey.” </p>
<p>I say, “ Well thanks champ! Lets hope for your moms sake the dark is here to stay.” </p>
<p>He lets off a sly chuckle and I precede towards the kitchen </p>
<p>At this point I’m thinking that my mind must be glitch in. </p>
<p>Through the door I can hear two ladies laughing their heads off </p>
<p>I slowly open the door and to make my presence known, let off a little cough. </p>
<p>Anticipation in this new life is so thick that you could cut it with a knife </p>
<p>Two seconds turns into an eternity while I look up to see what lady is my wife. </p>
<p>Instantly disappointment engulfs me with what was my one big fear </p>
<p>I struggle to hold back a frustrated tear because her face is completely unclear. </p>
<p>But even though I cannot actually see her face to a Tee </p>
<p>I seem to know deep down inside, that she is beautiful to me. </p>
<p>At this point I don’t want to leave this new way to live </p>
<p>Taking this away after a little taste would be hard to forgive. </p>
<p>But of course things turn dark and this family stands still </p>
<p>My daughter says, “ Sorry daddy this was just a cheap thrill.” </p>
<p>Happiness begins to fall, their faces turn empty and dull </p>
<p>The soft music begins to fade and paint starts to melt off the wall. </p>
<p>Then my daughter says,” Bye daddy!!…Bye.. Bye.. Byep.. BEEP!.. BEEP!!.. BEEP!!!.” </p>
<p>I jump up out of my bed, heart rate is really steep and my breaths are really deep. </p>
<p>I wake to hear children’s laughter singing and my alarm clock ringing </p>
<p>The laughter is fading ,my heart is stinging, to this dream my soul is clinging. </p>
<p>I quickly glance over at the clock and it reads 4:44. </p>
<p>What was this dream for!! Is it what’s in store? Or just some other life’s tour? </p>
<p>Reality smacks me in the face using my life as it’s hand </p>
<p>You have to go to work JD, roll over, get up, and stand. </p>
<p>One day your time will come for this dream to be true, just cross your fingers </p>
<p>Even in reality the pungent smell of that dreams breakfast lingers. </p>
<p>As for now your life is like the alarm clock, on and on it tics. </p>
<p>Say goodbye sweet dream because you have to be at work at 6. </p>
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<p>By: JD Miller</p>
<p>1/19/10 Age 22</p>
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		<title>Timmy&#8217;s Prayer</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Umm God?           Hello up there my name is Timmy and I am seven My mommy says this is how I phone call you in heaven. She says if I am scared and I need something that I have to pray But I don’t think you can really hear everything I say. Anyway, I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=78&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><span style="font-size:medium;">Umm God? </span></div>
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<p>       Hello up there my name is Timmy and I am seven</p>
<p>My mommy says this is how I phone call you in heaven.</p>
<p>She says if I am scared and I need something that I have to pray</p>
<p>But I don’t think you can really hear everything I say.</p>
<p>Anyway, I thought I would give this praying thing a little try</p>
<p>Something is happening to my dad that makes me really cry.</p>
<p>You see he is my bestest friend and his name is Steven</p>
<p>My mommy keeps telling me that soon he will be leaven.</p>
<p>Every time I ask her where he is going and for how long</p>
<p>Her eyeballs tear up but then she pretends that nothings wrong.</p>
<p>Sometimes I hate being really young and little</p>
<p>Grown ups think everything that happens is like a riddle.</p>
<p>I just know that it is something bad, I just don’t know what</p>
<p>When I pray do I really have to keep both eyes shut?</p>
<p>So the other day I heard the doctor say he had cancer in his head</p>
<p>Tonight I asked mommy what cancer was when she tucked me into bed.</p>
<p>She got this really worried look and her face turned super red</p>
<p>I said, ”You say daddy is leaving, does that mean he is gunna be dead?”</p>
<p>Then she cried really hard because I think I got it right</p>
<p>Next thing I know she is squeezing me really super tight.</p>
<p>Not much else was said until I really had to fall asleep</p>
<p>I pretended I wasn’t awake and didn’t make a peep.</p>
<p>I just wanted her to think that everything was okay,</p>
<p>So that I could have some time for me and you to pray.</p>
<p>So really I just want to say that I need my dad to stay</p>
<p>Even if I may, just ask for extra time to play.</p>
<p>I don’t understand why you don’t just fix him and keep him here</p>
<p>If you are so good and this is so bad…..your just not being clear.</p>
<p>I really think that this cancer thing is something really dumb</p>
<p>When I look at daddy his face looks really numb.</p>
<p>Please do what you can to help my dad in anyway</p>
<p>I understand if you have to take him away, but I’d rather that he stay.</p>
<p>He always tells me that I’m tough and I shouldn’t be scared</p>
<p>What do I do without him though? Everything we shared.</p>
<p>I just know that nobody in a million years, will ever take his place</p>
<p>He didn’t even yell at me that time I broke my mommys vase.</p>
<p>Pretty much all I want is for YOU to take care of him</p>
<p>That is really all I have left to say….Oh and remember this is Tim</p>
<p>By: JD Miller</p>
<p>01/07/2010</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[2010 your finally here, serve me a beer were kickin ass this year Lets get it kick started, there’s nothing to fear!! Pop the clutch and throw her in gear. Year after year things always end up lame, mirror to mirror every year is the same What is the reason these years are so tame? [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=74&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>2010 your finally here, serve me a beer were kickin ass this year</p>
<p>Lets get it kick started, there’s nothing to fear!! Pop the clutch and throw her in gear.</p>
<p>Year after year things always end up lame, mirror to mirror every year is the same</p>
<p>What is the reason these years are so tame? My final answer is that I’m to blame.</p>
<p>So Erik apologize to JD for doing him wrong, we have been messing up all along</p>
<p>All of those other years we just didn’t belong, all out of tune like an unpleasant song.</p>
<p>It’s time to get yourself back on track, that’s right as a matter of fact</p>
<p>I found out what it is that I lacked, and its all pretty much in the way I act.</p>
<p>I’m done with being down and pitying myself, cause I can do better</p>
<p>I’m not bitter so pass on the Swiss and hand me the cheddar.</p>
<p>So let me say cheers to all of my earthly peers</p>
<p>Wipe off your tears and hang up your fears</p>
<p>I know many of you that are going through something really rough</p>
<p>You feel really weak over stupid stuff, but straighten up! I know your tough.</p>
<p>Leave your worries and sadness back in 2009</p>
<p>It’s a new year don’t let it cross that line.</p>
<p>I plan to start the year off right by letting go of my troublesome past</p>
<p>I would like to personally broadcast that it’s time to have a blast.</p>
<p>Life is seriously short people and we all need to realize this</p>
<p>I’m tired of worry after worry, fuck it and live in bliss.</p>
<p>Sitting around hoping for something to happen isn’t gunna make it</p>
<p>You want something better for your life? Then reach out and take it.</p>
<p>So I say to you and I say to me, lets bump up the pace</p>
<p>Cause life is a big race, and its time to high five it in the face.</p>
<p>Say YES to more opportunities and stop settling for less</p>
<p>Straighten up your mess and push away from stress.</p>
<p>I’ve spent 22 years of my life worried about something everyday</p>
<p>All that does is open a way to have a head full of grey.</p>
<p>So I’ve decided I’m done with all of the over thinking</p>
<p>If added up I probably do it more than blinking.</p>
<p>Hopefully I go through with everything I’ve typed for a while</p>
<p>You will be able to tell judging by the size of my smile.</p>
<p>So come on people let&#8217;s get silly, dance around foolishly, and give thumbs up</p>
<p>Make stupid cheesy smiles, give excessive hugs, and sink that last pong cup.</p>
<p>WOW, Would you look at that!! I actually am writing something that isn’t depressing</p>
<p>In other words I’m happy with my life and positivity is what I’m confessing.</p>
<p>Take this as some little advice to maybe help your life for the better</p>
<p>Or maybe it’s simply just JD writing Erik an anti-worry letter.</p>
<p>　</p>
<p>By: JD Miller</p>
<p>01-06-10</p>
<p>1<sup>st</sup> 2010 Post</p>
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		<title>the broken</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 20:06:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Like a car my life idles on and on with the volume going up and down The rumble changing to the difference in throttle from smile to frown. Id rather drift back then sit still and watch everything pass by Old and new friends getting their chance leaves a man to wonder why? Having a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=43&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Like a car my life idles on and on with the volume going up and down<br />
The rumble changing to the difference in throttle from smile to frown.<br />
Id rather drift back then sit still and watch everything pass by<br />
Old and new friends getting their chance leaves a man to wonder why?<br />
Having a small hour-glass of luck makes you pray a grain gets stuck<br />
Need more time to get the chance to do what I love and make a buck.<br />
This little rhyme is not going to be about the fairer sex<br />
I’m going to go about something else that makes my mind vex.<br />
In case that term is new it means to trouble, puzzle, and perplex<br />
Something else that makes my brain fibers quiver, fire, and flex.<br />
How can we live in a world with so much hate<br />
New angers, animosities, and grudges flow from state to state.<br />
Whether it be hate from one race to another<br />
or a lonely child who wonders where is his father.<br />
Then you have the lonely, beaten, broken wife.<br />
Who dreams every night to cut that alcoholic bastard with a knife.<br />
And for once look down on him and say, &#8220;This time You lose&#8221;.<br />
Watch his blood spill out 20 years of life damaging booze.<br />
What about the child who never had the ball thrown back<br />
Cause mom and dad couldn’t care while high on crack.<br />
Assholes in the world can beat and breed um<br />
with the last thought being to love and feed um.<br />
Tell me why God should even care to help us out<br />
Everyday we destroy what he created by any route.<br />
Each and every one of us born with sin that smacks his face<br />
Like a cancer destroying the world. . . I introduce the human race.<br />
Makes you wonder about the few that do good while on this soil<br />
What gives them the strength to make the bad people bend and coil?<br />
Life is way to short to harbor hate and thirst for blood and oil.<br />
So love those closest to you and to them alone be loyal.<br />
My life has always been fair. I can&#8217;t complain cause It&#8217;s been filled with love<br />
But to those who have been beaten, broken, and hated I pray that you can rise above.<br />
Take whatever shit cards you have been dealt on this deal<br />
Make a promise to yourself that what you felt you will NEVER. . . make another feel.</p>
<p>By: JD Miller<br />
10/19/09  Age 22</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Boom..Boom…BOOM. Good morning JD! This is your pulse banging inside your head  Knock..Knock…KNOCK like natures alarm clock to let you know that your not dead.  Eyes crusted shut, my sweat is dripping, all I hear is the fan spinning  My mind hits pause, rewind to last nights beginning.  I try to think at what point [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=34&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Boom..Boom…BOOM. Good morning JD! This is your pulse banging inside your head </p>
<p>Knock..Knock…KNOCK like natures alarm clock to let you know that your not dead. </p>
<p>Eyes crusted shut, my sweat is dripping, all I hear is the fan spinning </p>
<p>My mind hits pause, rewind to last nights beginning. </p>
<p>I try to think at what point did it all go black </p>
<p>Maybe after the unnecessary third shot of jack. </p>
<p>Well damn man your stomach was empty you should have had some food </p>
<p>Well I’m sorry fucker I was drinking, I wasn’t in the mood. </p>
<p>I finally open my eyes, take a look around and what do I see </p>
<p>Nothing, but my idle life passing by. . . . . right next to me. </p>
<p>Oh shit I was drunk, who did I send a text to </p>
<p>So I role over to grab my phone that I’m layin next to. </p>
<p>BAM instant flashback of a bottle of Patron </p>
<p>Damn phones in a spot to remind me that I’m all alone. </p>
<p>Oh god why would I send a text to her, now I feel all sorts of dumb </p>
<p>Feeling all out-of-place like Captain Morgan without his rum. </p>
<p>Oh how I wish that text could just be lost in space </p>
<p>Mind curious what expression was on her face. </p>
<p>Oh well fuck it, everything could be worse </p>
<p>At least I’m not waking up in a hospital next to a nurse. </p>
<p>Why does a night of so much fun have to turn into this </p>
<p>Feeling like shit, with flashbacks of memories that I miss. </p>
<p>So I take a deep breath and wipe the sweat from my brow </p>
<p>You can’t go back JD, the past is dead and the present is now. </p>
<p>But damn what happened to the last 3 years? </p>
<p>You drown them out with one too many beers. </p>
<p>I didn’t mean too, I just like to have fun and drink a little </p>
<p>I didn’t think it would leave me lost, confused, and stuck in the middle. </p>
<p>I have so many options, so many choices to make </p>
<p>At the point in my life that I gotta decide what road I wana take. </p>
<p>I know I need to have a better career and try to find a girl that’s not fake </p>
<p>But it’s hard to find that one, that you instantly picture her face covered in wedding cake. </p>
<p>I’m tired of things looking up and then back down to being stuck in these ruts </p>
<p>Where is the right girl? I feel like she is hiding behind a cloud of sluts. </p>
<p>When I find one that I like, she leaves me with a big grin </p>
<p>But then it turns around and I’m rubbing the hairs on my chinny chin chin. </p>
<p>She says, “JD you’re a good guy, you deserve a good girl.” </p>
<p>Well I like you and that line makes me wana hurl. </p>
<p>I have met some really great girls that do deserve the best </p>
<p>But something doesn’t fit and I tend to fuck it up. . . Just like the rest. </p>
<p>I know I’ll find that piece of the puzzle that makes everything start to fit </p>
<p>Life’s tough, It doesn’t begin with a “Follow This Road” starter kit. </p>
<p>-JD Miller</p>
<p>08/14/09</p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:35:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So I had a moment today when I was driving home from work. . . . .It was beautiful outside and I had this overwhelming feeling that everything is ok. There I was windows down, Green Day blaring, and the sun peaking through the clouds as if it was saying Erik buddy the good shit [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=31&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<td height="738" valign="middle"><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="font-size:medium;">So I had a moment today when I was driving home from work. . . . .It was beautiful outside and I had this overwhelming feeling that everything is ok. There I was windows down, Green Day blaring, and the sun peaking through the clouds as if it was saying Erik buddy the good shit is starting to peak through the things that block you from smiling. I&#8217;m talking rays of sun like Gods direct eyesight lighting up my face. It was just one of the times where instead of thinking too much I just put my brain on idle, took a breath, and smiled because I have it better than I could ever believe. I enjoyed myself a cigarette, which I&#8217;ve been cutting back on. Even as the toxic lung destroying joy entered my lungs at an alarming rate I inhaled deep and exhaled the tar flavored smog as if to say goodbye to all the shit in my life, watched the bad diminish and fade into the daylight. Wind was blowing up and down my face and slightly rustling the hairs that fought free from the gel throughout the day. Puffed another drag and smiled, took a look at my hand which was in its own dance to the music unknowingly flowing into my brain. Each breath between inhales let in the bitter-sweet smell of Baltimore, the town of cracking crabs and using Old Bay like it&#8217;s the salt of life. I take all of this in and let out a BIG smile with a twist of smirk to it, as if to say Ha Ha world go ahead and try to bring me down. Some say that the sky is Gods art work, If this is true then he painted this one for me.Moral of this one. . . . . when the road looks rough and tiresome, take a deep breath and enjoy the things that you love and admire the playground around you.</p>
<p>-JD Miller</p>
<div><span style="font-size:medium;">06/21/09</span></div>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ok Ok. . . . No cheesy poem this time. . . . Don&#8217;t judge. . . . I may have been drinking.. . It is 2:09 am. I am still awake. Why you say? Because I have stuff on my mind. . . . . . . . SURPRISE!!!! Like that actually surprises anyone. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=29&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok Ok. . . . No cheesy poem this time. . . . Don&#8217;t judge. . . . I may have been drinking.. .</p>
<p>It is 2:09 am. I am still awake. Why you say? Because I have stuff on my mind. . . . . . . . SURPRISE!!!! Like that actually surprises anyone. So I was thinking that it&#8217;s really funny how life loves to bend over and take a big fat dump on people who really don&#8217;t deserve it. I swear I could get excited over the color red and that fucker would turn blue in a second. I gave my heart and soul into someone over the past two years and it never was given the chance to actually work in the first place. BAM!!!! I&#8217;ll have a burger. BOOM!! we only have vegetables. Fuck that. For once I would love to say I&#8217;ll have a coke, and the answer be. . . . can or bottle? NOT we have V8 juice. Obviously all of these &#8220;jokes&#8221; are examples of the shit I get dealt. This is not a damn pity paragraph. . . . I don&#8217;t want anybody to think I&#8217;m bitching. . . . . I&#8217;m just saying that I&#8217;m starting to see that life does have a funny side. . . . it might be a little bit of an asshole at times but all in all it keeps shit interesting.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m so tired of being built up with this person that wants to make someone soooo fucking happy that when I find someone who I really like. . . . . it works out like driving with no wheels. I&#8217;m just there flooring it and staring at the same scenery. Pressing forward but drifting backward. Adding hopes but subtracting facts. Getting a raise but being cut hours. Giving a hug and getting a punch. Wanting the best, but expecting the worst. Knowing the Ravens are better and seeing the Steelers win. . . . All Positive followed by a big FAT let down. Lol</p>
<p>But on the flip side when someone puts a lot of effort into me. . . . . they probably feel like I just described. It doesn&#8217;t seem much fair at all. Sometimes it feels like if I don’t care I will be given all of the attention in the world. . . . but the god damn second I give all I can to a girl, I’m doomed to be let down. Either I&#8217;m crazy about you, or your crazy about me. . . . . Can I get something mutual?</p>
<p>I’m not singling out a specific thing in my life. . . . just the overall. I&#8217;m sorry to anyone that has liked me but felt like I just described. Asking for only one and getting none fucking blows and I know this, but its one thing that we all have to go through at some point. Just press forward and hope that real person is out there and is waiting for the day they bump into you by accident . . . because they made a wrong turn.</p>
<p>On the lighter side. . . . . I just got to say that I have the best fucking friends ever. . . . . they need no singling out. You know who you are. lol</p>
<p>Oh and thanks to the new friends that showed up. . . . . . If you have seen me smile because of you. . . . . then your badass and I will pay back that favor.</p>
<p>P.S. If you have read this. . . . . then I haven&#8217;t deleted it yet. . .</p>
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<p>-JD Miller</p>
<p>06/17/09</p>
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		<title>The Ups and Downs</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:25:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When the good part of life winks at you  Smile back and give it a wink too.  When that bad part makes you feel alone, sad, and want to cry  raise up your hand, lower 4 fingers, and let the middle one fly.  When someone makes your soul feel all gitty  embrace the moment cause [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=27&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:medium;">When the good part of life winks at you </p>
<p>Smile back and give it a wink too. </p>
<p>When that bad part makes you feel alone, sad, and want to cry </p>
<p>raise up your hand, lower 4 fingers, and let the middle one fly. </p>
<p>When someone makes your soul feel all gitty </p>
<p>embrace the moment cause your next could be shitty. </p>
<p>Keep only the great things in your life </p>
<p>and it will help you restrain from all the strife. </p>
<p>When someone makes you feel alone </p>
<p>its ok to be sad, cause no one is made of stone. </p>
<p>Don&#8217;t let anyone make you feel weak, they are like a rash </p>
<p>they will turn your bones to glass and your heart to ash. </p>
<p>X out what you feel in your gut is not right </p>
<p>if not your brain and heart will be the ones in a fight. </p>
<p>Smile wide, Laugh hard, hug deep </p>
<p>pay attention, keep your guard up, and don&#8217;t just leap. </p>
<p>I believe the good will come to those who wait </p>
<p>and I can only hope its true what is said about fait. </p>
<p>So many thoughts always in my head </p>
<p>only when I write can they get through the lead. </p>
<p>You will laugh, be loved, and happy </p>
<p>but also cry, feel alone, and crappy. </p>
<p>Life’s road will have many bumps and rocks </p>
<p>but that’s why God invented beer and shocks. </p>
<p>Never dismiss what could be good for you </p>
<p>It might be just what you need to turn you from blue. </p>
<p>I will smile for now and hope it sticks around </p>
<p>but if it doesn&#8217;t, my heart will still be sound. </p>
<p>Because I have great people all around me </p>
<p>Just got to open my eyes and truly see. </p>
<p>Life- I love you, and I hate you </p>
<p>Sorry but you treat me like that too. </p>
<p>A Quicky </p>
<p>By: JD Miller </p>
<p>06/09/09 </p>
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		<title>Looking up</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:19:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lets Wright another poem, what do you say? Even though most of my guy friends think it&#8217;s kinda gay. If you can&#8217;t appreciate a rhyme cause you think its faggy, Maybe it&#8217;s more because your mind is a little laggy. If you dusted that thing off and opened it up a little next thing you know I’ll [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jdmiller85.wordpress.com&amp;blog=11226158&amp;post=24&amp;subd=jdmiller85&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lets Wright another poem, what do you say?<br />
Even though most of my guy friends think it&#8217;s kinda gay.<br />
If you can&#8217;t appreciate a rhyme cause you think its faggy,<br />
Maybe it&#8217;s more because your mind is a little laggy.<br />
If you dusted that thing off and opened it up a little<br />
next thing you know I’ll be handing you a napkin for your spittle.<br />
Yeah you might know me as a dumb drunk guy<br />
and if I tried to tell you different it might be a lie.<br />
But I also know I&#8217;ve got a damn good heart and a complex mind<br />
I&#8217;d do anything for a friend and tell me that’s not hard to find.<br />
So lets switch this thing to a new direction<br />
I&#8217;m talking when I look in the mirror and see the reflection.<br />
I see a guy that knows what&#8217;s up but can&#8217;t get it right<br />
wants to find someone to ease his thoughts and stop the fight.<br />
Someone that he doesn&#8217;t have to search for<br />
but randomly finds knocking at his hearts door.<br />
It&#8217;s a subtle knock, one easy to miss<br />
If he doesn&#8217;t pay attention he would bypass the kiss.<br />
If only he could find something correct<br />
perhaps a girl who would smile as they connect.<br />
Such a real and sincere smile that brought out his own<br />
one that was thought to be hiding with a location unknown.<br />
He doesn&#8217;t ask for much, just a girl to share similar views<br />
one he can get to know easily and doesn&#8217;t want to lose.<br />
He thinks to himself, give me someone who is not like the rest,<br />
I don&#8217;t want typical, fuck ordinary, and can pass the good girl test.<br />
What would be nice but kinda hard to find. . .<br />
A girl who will stay up late, hang out, and blow my mind.<br />
But why would God find someone like that for me?<br />
I&#8217;d have to THANK him and pray the gift was free.<br />
So I’ll take one day at a time and see where this will lead<br />
But I don&#8217;t want to see anyone hurt or their heart bleed.<br />
If I end up hurting someone like that<br />
Rip out my heart and use it as a door mat.</p>
<p>By: JD Miller<br />
4/22/09</p>
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