Graham Derek Smith Poems

So why, oh why, did I leave him,
When love seemed lost and life spread thin,
When house and home became a shell,
When living life was daily hell?
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Oh my God, it’s time to rise! Such early hour, but no surprise,
My big bad world so bleakly cold, a matching mood quick doth take hold.
I sigh a sigh of resignation, warm deep covers a real temptation
To bury myself away from strife, away from moods and gloomy life.
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