Matthew Holloway Poems

In fear of reform
Their walls begin to crumble
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How wonderful they are
Those sweet ladies behind the bar
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A face painted to the eye
A portrait offered to the heart
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To this I was unprepared
Yet I accept it as a truth
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For me a poem should be easy
Like a river flowing seamless
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Distractions
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I seek to distract myself
So thoughts will not be forgotten
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A tale seldom told
Of a life seemingly forgotten
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A heart chanced
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A heart chanced once more
After years of silent solitude
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Call for freedom
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My hearts talking
I try to drink it away
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Waking beauty
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She lays awake counting time
Thoughts soar like birds in the sky
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