Paul Warren Poems

Past Loves

What loves in time
When I tried to make you mine
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I'm not ashamed to say
I've shed a tear in my day
But I know now it's true
I've learnt a thing or two
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There's a scoundrel in the wings
He's drunk again hear him sing
For whisky is the taste for him
And his songs the wind to me brings
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I have always been comfortable in my skin
Knowing who I am being all in
As a male who is attracted to females
But not meaning relationships have never failed
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Decision making is an art
To make the right choice at the start
But now the robots have become the one
To find the truth begun and won
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We were teens just outta school
Did we really know what was the plan
Some did I suppose and weren't a fool
When we fronted with suitcase in hand
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I pick up the words that are no longer mine
And it returns me again to an older time
A place polluted with a thousand memories
To experience again whilst paying the fee
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What does being Australian mean
It seems there's no answer now that's clean
There have been different people over years
That have come to the land some in tears
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What is left at the end (please insert she for he where needed) ……

How he was remembered
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Black is the new red

He liked to drive real fast
Wanting the driving to last
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