Pen Anthony Poems

Love finds us easily
But finding love is never easy
It's funny how easy it is
To point out what made you love
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If i write only what's right
There'd be nothing left
Under my poems
Then all my work would be wrong
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As the curtains close
On the year that was
I look back at the now
Heavier scale of memories
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He had had her hooked
She always read his work
So he figured
He'd reach out to her
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Her phone rang
She just let it ring
She couldn't bring herself to pick it
She fought against the decision
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she cries
yet never tries
to seek out
so always i dry
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I am not one to kiss and tell
Rather to kiss and write
This, was special
This, was magical.
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Sometimes i am happy soul
Wanting to be around people
Making merry
Sometimes i want to be alone
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You have a good heart
You're far too kind and caring
To everyone, not only to me
You always see the good in people
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It's not my fault they said
That accidents do happen
These words were shallow to me
The guilt wouldn't allow
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