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I brought a rose from home one day, for Agnes Teggerdine
For out of our whole class she was indeed the most fine
She had all the other fourth grade boys waiting in line
But it was I who held the white rose that would surely make her mine
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I was too late to the scene of the fire.
The firefighters had already rescued you.
Guess I wanted to be the hero.
Guess I won't be.
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Monday night is sure the clincher
You must know the heart beats true
Emotion pouring like an avalanche
On the street his eyes meet you
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Red company marches in
I scream! I'm livid!
This can't happen again!
In my room,
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Some may say skeletons are meant to live in closets
Others dissent from the idea grand scale
Yet there are plenty of cretins worldwide who, instead, dwell within them entirely
Not parts of them, but all of them, in a dark room they built themselves
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The people of the night
Surely know when death will come
But it's far too stern to hinder
When there's nowhere left to run
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Watching rainfall from my windowsill
I see the walk we never had
When what could have made me happy
Is enough to drive me mad
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Do you really want to live forever anyway?
Time is surely precious
But only because we're limited
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Where has she gone?
I would visit that room 'most every night
But now I know she's no longer there
That is to say, if she ever was
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You were in my dream
In a place that I'd forgotten
It was only last night
And at first I didn't want it
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Trapped thoughts of you come to me
And I stop what I'm doing, I stop
I would never want to lose such a beautiful train of thought
It's this miserable curse I have
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Don't take it out on the dog
You brought this on yourself, old man
Kin suffers through your drunken ire
As you grab another Heineken
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She's smiling at me so gorgeously
And I should smile back, I know
But I can't process this at all
After what I just saw eyes closed
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If you could see me now...
That's a persistent thought
A hypothetical world since 2009
Where I've lived with a feeling I never lost
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Do you never want to see things through?
See them out to be what they're meant to
With everyday I now feel further and further
Just sitting around here, just waiting for you
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I feel like the three-legged dog at the park
When I don't have your leash on me
It's a little funny how I need you
So I can know who I should be
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Heartache is my specialty
And I can almost always promise you
That I will thrive in misery
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A Rose For Agnes Teggerdine
I brought a rose from home one day, for Agnes Teggerdine
For out of our whole class she was indeed the most fine
She had all the other fourth grade boys waiting in line
But it was I who held the white rose that would surely make her mine
So, I walked on up to her as I was feeling quite gutsy
Said, 'I got this for you, Agnes, and my, you sure look lovely'
And as she was about to speak, she seemed to be real' bubbly
But when the teacher crushed the rose it all sure ended suddenly
Now Agnes looked sad, just as I had, but oh, how she'd soon forget
As the time marched by would I start to wonder why my life had become regret?
Could there ever be a chance for our hearts to mold a true duet?
Or had I forever set my gloom to only dream her silhouette?
And so I brought more roses one day, for Agnes Teggerdine
For out of our whole high school she was the hardest to define
She had a thing with the quarterback, a matter I'd opine
By presenting a bouquet of orange roses to her, for my desires she'd feel inclined
But I was wrong! I was wrong! And he was coming on strong! The boyfriend disagreed
Something had sure gone terribly wrong, Oh, these things always happened to me
But was it that fair? It was I who cared! When would she finally see?
'I'm here for you, Agnes, you beautiful angel! And this is where you need to be! '
Well, six years had gone, and I'd moved along, to a woman in New Orleans
But Agnes found me in the phone book and she had come to intervene
The woman! What nerve! This was so absurd! To come between me and Darlene
She said, 'Oh please! I beg of you now to see what I should have seen! '
I got a rose from her that day, Yes, from Agnes Teggerdine
For after all this time had passed she wanted to show me a sign
The one I gave back in grade school and when the quarterback broke my spine
She was holding out a burgundy rose, but I had to politely decline
She walked away - She understood
Or at least I thought - A thought no good
For two years later - I got a call
And to my knees - I'd surely fall
Why this way? - Didn't understand
I never thought - This was the plan
Why, oh why, sweet Agnes?
What on earth had she done...?
She was the supposed to be the one
But regardless of my doubt, there I so stood, quiet at her funeral
Trying to conjure my final thoughts just to find I was unable
As time marched on I pondered for long if my life was just a fable
Just some cruel joke that God could revoke to fix a heart unstable
Though I didn't think so, I only wanted to know, why it hadn't gone better
I'm sure if Agnes never came back, Darlene and I'd be happy as ever
The woman! What nerve! This was so absurd! I bet she thought she was clever
'Cause I was well moved on, so far along, just to have my recovery severed
So, I brought another rose today, for Agnes Teggerdine
For out of our whole class she was indeed the most fine
She had all the other fourth grade boys waiting in line
And now I placed a black rose on the grave of the woman who'd never been mine
(Written on August 30,2012)
© Ricky Randall
August 31,2012
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