Sean Hill Poems

there's just nothing left
not a thing,
pretty much dog-gone
out of here
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i want to sleep in poppy fields
run away in my dreams,
feel the wind blowing
though fields of grass and weeping willow trees.
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we forget in time
just what it was we were fighting for,
like age and old ways
it's hard to forget until it's too late;
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Sunshine rays shine all over me
in my mind and on the tip of my tongue,
You're a shooting star gone far and on the run
far away but ever closer You're here with me.
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i tried recieving this with a sunny smile
and it came to be more natural,
-well, let's just say i became
more naturally inclined to just, sit, down,
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she was a January girl
and he was a month behind
a century away in a Delilah sky
blazing down upon us dying,
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i had a brilliant Spokane epiphany that stayed;
in my bones and on my skin,
inside these wanting eyes i believed in
(and i know that
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my Cold Play nights and days
were never too far away,
from music, you and me
thinking of you again (and-of-course)
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the colour love and night opened slight and yet amorous (but)

for me to enter in these moments on the minute hand-in-hand
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