mark king Poems

Time moves slowly
And no one seems to notice
As he tries to make paradise
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Change your mind
My eyes still rest
Upon you
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In the meantime
You have your cocaine
I have my blues
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The gunshots echoes the end
Her chest trembles
It is her last breath
She is covered in blood
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In dreams alone I roam
To places
I’ve never seen
But always in silence
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I. She says I love you, but I’m a million miles away having thoughts of another the one with misty gray eyes, long brown hair, velvet skin and a touch of wickedness I can’t resist. She is always with me even in my dreams.
II. I’m holding my girl after the passion, but I rather be holding another. This girl here with me now is so good to me always there for me. I can feel the love she has for me it grips deeply, but I can’t let go of my other lover.
III. In secret we meet my ex-girl and I casting spells upon one another. Making love in rooms we rent for a few hours. Finding happiness during the embrace of passion as we become one. She always whispers to me “we are soul mates”and it always hits so deep inside taking my breath away.
IV. My girl is sleeping now and I’m a million miles away having thoughts of my other lover. How did it become like this? Now like my father hurt my mother I’ll being suffering to this woman who loves me.
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So hot are the clear pale blue skies
I wipe my brow looking at my estranged love
Is the wind blowing or is it her words?
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I walked past the hearse
Knowing it wasn’t for me
With the warm July breeze
I write my pretty poems
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Loving too much
It turns to pain

The consequence
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While millions watch
In high-definition

Dishing out trash
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