James McLain Poems

World governments conspire, their grip to maintain.
With calculated moves, their plans unfold,
Controlling minds, their intentions bold.
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flowing from mine was but a thought
gone by you
and how you like the beauty of my sea,
and all alone going back to the top my lonely talks
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Before you, standing there,
the mirrors longer than the though that brought
me their.
Never lines appear, top hat askew, lips crimson bright
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My depression is as deep and dark and many mile's wide,
As the oceans I've swam, where other's have simply just died.
A little about the mental health proffesional people I've met
And yes I still see,
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It is that I am
a Flirt, terrible
i am in you
thus...
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You when I call, to obtain from it,
having been troubled from this youth.
Then not as now it is not that fresh for me.
It is not possible now to give up to far and fly away.
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As for the innocence;
with which by you it' Is for long, it was so lost;
The by and meek each my possession do not do it again
when we meet again, next week.
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In shadows unseen,
Eyes seek forbidden secrets,
Curiosity's gaze.
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They come in the night but not in the day.
To watch what we see but not stay.
One army in arms deep inside of your head.
Dream catchers that see what we have.
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Someone else died the other night, there's a ghost in my room.
Of course the homeless stream in and out of Wildwood, most stay
Right up untill they have to leave,
Some pay the exorbitant rent the majority leave to spend their check's
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