joshua treece Poems

I walk to the end of the road looking
Looking for what I’m not sure yet
I know I’m trying to find something
Everything I find does not work I want
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The poorest of the poor

I had it the hardest of all for I was the poor man that you would see
On the streets, with no money to live and enjoy life.
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it's here, it's here at least
it took it some time
another day something different
they came and they went
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I set in this room
Filled with people
One or two I may
Know
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your eyes catch mine
there is a few minutes of
silence where i could not
think of any thing to say
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It starts clouding up
The air drops about
Ten degrees
The surrounding start to
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When you walk in
I go quiet and
Watch you come
In and pick
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When i think of her
after she left my life
i think about how much
I miss her
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When I think of her
It all comes back to me
That day I seen her
On the road laying there
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I walk through the door
Not know what we’re
Doing for the day
I have my on my
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