Cheryl McDonnell Poems

saw you off in the stark morning frost
Each and every day your desert I would cross
Woman you haunt me in all of my dreams
Falling into space I catch your last screams
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I cry plastic yearning tears
to be released from these years
My friends are in the sound
they help heal the scars where I'm bound
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So I'm giving you a hard time
Digging my way from this man made diamond mine
Thoughts here are spared only for the people in the box
We are all cogs in your machine and hands on your clocks
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They like to hide
Behind the wall
From the autopsy tables
To the front room floor
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Here is a place for all I have no time for
So I made time for it here
I lost myself looking for this place
Which I have no time for
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Up with the slow the quick and the dead
Over the tiles and off with their heads
Innocence is the devils smile
One leap be a thousand miles
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All this technology
Your service is an atrocity
The lies tell themselves
They are sold on your shelves
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Let the days that showed you life subside
Then it was time to be lead inside
Where the curtains were drawn for the last time
Your days on Earth to become only a shine
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Time span has captured the beauty
Lets sit on rocks and cry over yesterday
They sit spinning webs of lies
Part of me a dying breed dies
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Fire in the petels
Ashes in my hand
Up a pheonix rises
It's head in the sand
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