Double A P SS Poems

A scavenger of food
I am trying to survive
In this world not fit for me
Your high society
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I can sleep through furious thunders and lightning strikes
I am a deep sleeper
But when I hear you cry my baby boy
My eyes awaken and in a hurry I bring you to my arms
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In a club
The noise is horrible and unimaginative
The women are beautiful but seem to have lost their mind
But every now and then there is a woman who is more than just a body
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Imprisoned mind
Locked and weary hands
Unable write my sentiments
Weaken eyes powerless to see you beam
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Standing dirty in a line, with my hands tied
Feet naked and trembling, time not on my side

Feeling shame but I would do it again
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Ho Ho, I sound like Santa Clause
Ha Ha, I sound like revenge or maybe Nelson
I am an old man learning to laugh at the pain that strikes my back
I am old trying to understand the funny part of words
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You have made me this way
You have taken it all away
Left lying in a hospital bed
Broken and shattered
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In summer indeed
We did parade
In the empty night
Naked we stayed
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My passion for war
Is a gift from God?
In all its wisdom it destroyed us all
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Perdido en el sonido
De tu memoria
En la calma de tus manos
En la mirada de la voce
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