Michael Tiea Poems

As hard as I may
I could never push the wind back
It blows with its might that took my breathe away
My eyes, the horror brought me into pitch black
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My heart was once broken
lookin for that one person
walking down a lonely path
nothing seems right anymore
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When you feel that your alone
there seems to be someone who moans
you turn your back to find someone
to help you, sooth you, comfort you but there was no one
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As I walked down this ridden path

The rain beats on my head as I wonder
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