Bold and beautiful
Just a poet
Weave words with courage
Sometimes in rage
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Time to move on and mean it
Time to move on and mean it
The cake is cut,
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My thoughts stray out to you........
My thoughts stray out to you
Stray out to join you........
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The child in me
Is wide awake
Old habits of childhood
Still in my lonesome nature
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I long to push the chariot through
I long to push the chariot through
To the gates of heaven
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Parched
On the barren sand grains of reality
The breeze of imaginations blows
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Fire spread like forest flames licking the world
Except it was the fire douched by depression…….
More than fear……
Many a home had stress
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No shallow depths will do
I would rather dig deep to know
NO words on face value swallowed
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The regal “ Ego”
Sat in a tuft
Not long ago
To anger rather swift
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