Billy Loving Poems

A final sunset
My journey not finished yet
Thankful to survive
Soon to arrive
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Winds that lash
As the waves begin to crash
Twisting and turning
As the tempest continues churning
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White, the clouds up above
As pure as the wings of a dove
Red, the color of the rose
Blood from the wind as it flows
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In the mirror, I see
What once was and what could be
Abused for so long, no caring shown
In this world, left all alone
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Steadily dripping
Water leaks from the faucet
Pooling in the tub
Insanely, I sit and watch
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Awakened today
By a bright sun ray
Can I continue anymore?
With trepidation, I stare at the door
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