Dyllan Martin Poems
- Lonelyness (Heartbreaking) The flower that was wilting died, ...
- Bothersome Him and his slimey ego, That I canno't bear, ...
- Help. Have you seen the face of a thousand sorrows, With ...
- Clinically Insane [song] You don't know, You'll never know,...
- The Girl With Love On Her Arms Tears stream from bloodshot ...
- Photograph As I flick through the pages, Still images paint...
- Opposite Day. A girl as old as 15, Pretty as a cloud, To ...
Im Dyllan Martin,
I was born in Bournmouth, UK,
I moved to NZ when i was 6 and have lived there ever since,
I am a singer, songwriter,
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The flower that was wilting died,
At one o'clock this morn,
And took with all the dignity,
Of men and women who's hearts are filled with scorn,
The icey window shattered like a thousand broken hearts,
And her tears upon the pillow shed,
Like light upon the dark.
Broken was the picture frame,
That lay beside the bed,
With memories of love and loss,
Leaving craters in her wiery head,
She wished to let out a scream,
And liven up the street,
But couldn't waste her precious time,
As she sat in cold defeat.
Striking hard upon the ...