George Damon Poems

For something i hate,
But yet is so Great
I feel on my chest
Acting as a pest
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The Love I have hidden below my skin
Can no longer be held by me within

I remember that day on my bus
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The feelings of question, is something I often wonder
For my mind that moment was an easy plunder

For what I felt that second nothing could compare
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The rise and fall of something so great
Was the night my mind forgot how to dream
Like losing your phone it went like that
My mind stood still and wanted to scream
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Every day I see the same people
Out on their lives and their daily routine
I look at them now and it makes me think
What is happening and what does this mean
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