Ashley J. Farraway Poems

As The Script said at the concert we watched,

'The best part of me was always you.'
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I wake on Autumn's crispest morn
and step into the darkness cold.
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The silence deafened,
the guns cried no more.
The 600 joined,
those who gave for the war.
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Within you I lose myself...
Without you I find myself
wanting to be lost again.
... Wanting to hide away in work,
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Time ticks by, tick tick tick.
but you take my hand
And I'm caught....
Not falling anymore....
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Once in a lifetime you get that feeling,

the day you open the back door and step out
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It is astonishing,
numbing,
to find that inside you
is a stranger.
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