Derek Bissonette Poems

In deep depression, I sit alone
Grieving for all the pain I own
No one here beside my throne
All my friends have turned to bone
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The water sloshes over the side of the boat
Around bombs land and bullets wiz over head
Nerves finally gets to the men and some vomit
The driver yells '15 minutes' as the boat grinds on
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Ned was a tall and handsome boy.
When he lost his head
For a girl, with rich hair.
Which lead him to being dead.
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I was in love once upon a time
With a blonde haired girls, with gorgeous eyes.
I would sit and stare at her across the room,
Find reasons to bump into her out on the street.
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It had taken so long to get there
The train was cramped and cold.
As we moved out, there were whole herds of people
As I followed the man in front of me,
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