C. Bake Baker Poems

One man, molded to his faith
no man can ever be replaced.

Things don't work out the way they should
and all of my dreams are misunderstood.
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Momma's little baby, I'm sorry I've been so wrong
Sweet child of mine was taken away locked up far too long
I've lost the way you look in ripples of my mind
No more memories of the days, I left them all behind
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I used to be a preacher,
that only thanked God at night
I would force my prayers deep inside
and show them all I was right
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She's just as silent as a
lost little child
And she wears her heart on her chest
She's just a broken
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Endless trips, you shut me down
The fear in me begins to frown
Nightly wonders left for me
the only things I'll ever need
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Question me, It never stops
Holy water, soiled drops
Stake me down, highway lines
Luscious smile, can always try
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We forsake our ambitions into a name
Colors disgraced and filed insane
Fling off emotion, apostate in your head
made obsolete and worthless, fickle to the dead
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Plastic Fantastic, pocket of a car,
left in the stair well, last to mend scars
Proof of the unknown, status of a cause,
cheaters never prosper, liars never wash
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The bruises on my heart and mind may never heal,
and the love that she told me once may have not been real
Diseased and unaware, seed was sown, tears were shed
Canopies on liar's fraud, guilt and pain and dread
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Bitter love, always wrong, never know how far
things will go, and begin, dont even know who you are

Proud lines fade, days earased, exactly where we go
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