Biography of chris dawson
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chris dawson Poems
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A Girl I Once Knew
There's a girl I once knew That would kiss like the dew With a smile that could hold time forever
Marquis De Sade
The Marquis de Sade Isn’t really that hard To work out and then understand The opinion he swayed
Those lips Those lips That impending kiss Their certain submission
Cupid And Psyche
The best in me has brought the most happiness and, in seemingly equal measure, sorrow. When the lesson is learned at last how brief the time left lasts;
Things Aren'T Always As They Seem To Be.
Two medic students dwelt one day observing new admissions
Do you understand the pain you cause, do you really care, can you justify your actions when you calculate what’s fair.
So, the World, you’ve made it, arrived, you’re there at last; well removed from all before, oblivious to the past.
A Jerk In The Banking System
I visited the bank today, a deposit to be made; an un-nerving experience, that I fouled up I’m afraid.
When The Drugs Work
I lay in my bed day after day, my life of clouds and warm feelings, Sometimes I couldn’t even feel my hands, and yet I was so in touch with myself.
Something For The Sabbath
The Lord's my shepherd, tho I don’t want, he makes me down to lie in pastures green. He leadeth me but I know that look in his eye.
Turning pages Flicking postcards
To those who like to live life on the edge And place fate in the hands of the Gods
Taken to him once again she stood outside his door,