Kay Barcelon Poems

Fallen leaf
Crumbles
In a light touch
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She is into mind-control
He is so vulnerable
I used to love his freedom
Until I saw what he has become
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In the middle of a scorching desert
There lives a pickled old man
A pickled heart and a pickled frankfurt
He reminds me of the old vinegar man
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Dimbie sent me a picture
He was covered with dust
It was a very nice gesture
But it sure was the strangest
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I will not miss you
Even when I am in another place
You will be in my heart and soul
Filling every void and empty space
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Real delight
(She has a voice of an angel)
I’ve grown so very fond of
(So will you)
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He loves me,
He loves me not;
He loves me,
He loves me not;
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I can pretend that I am not here
Or pretend that I enjoy being here
Maybe wait for another day
And accept come what may
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Melted snow flakes
Broken wine glass
Dried up flower
Baby it’s over
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I would spread my wings and soar high towards the sky
Glide in the winds and use your love my motivation to fly
Underneath the clouds I will watch the ground from above
Eyes searching for you in the midst of the lush paradise
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