Gen Smith Poems

the magic comes
then drifts away
never to return again
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Are you willing to cheat your way to the top?
Just so you are considerd
Elite and part of the 'crowd'?
Like the razor in the hands of a child
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We wake.
The night was sleepless, full of nightmares.
Nightmares with no sound.
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Happy to be here
Happy to be well
And I'm happy to be near
To those whom i love
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Wake up breathing
I'm here even though
You think I’m not
I’ll be there soon
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