I welcome the known happiness
Felt in the past somewhere in time
When again they show up their face
I know them from their trodden roads’ grime!
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Half of my sky is sun
and I'm on the run
always
in the dream
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On the floor mat stains of blood are still not dry
The hole at back of head now clogged with blood clot
The body lies on its face the room is filled with her cry
The sleuth is hot on the trail to unravel the plot.
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The thing I hate most
is when I have to switch off the light
paving way for ghosts
to rule my night!
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I have no words for so many things.
when god's brush slips from his hand
his colors splatter over the sky
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In the crowded platform
he sure was the dancing peacock
in his heart was blowing a storm
he feigned though looking at the station clock.
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The mother cat is teaching her kittens fast
Leave them she must
In another few days.
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