Monday morning 10am
The sun doesn’t break through,
Depressed,
Carrying weights
...
I kissed Lorraine,
Inside our house made from bales of straw.
The sun shone through the tiny gaps
And made her blond hair glisten,
...
The doors are always open,
I just can't get down the hall.
Like a fly in a cathedral,
I just can't find the wall.
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Everything’s gone now
And all your heroes are dead
You don’t feel like going on
Nothings clear inside your head
...
There was silence, an eerie calm
And then the rain came.
Slowly at first, so slowly
That the dry barren earth
...
I surrender to this feeling
Give in to the force.
I didn’t have a plan
It’s you who plot the course.
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She was an
Eco warrior, I was a Paul Weller fan.
We went walking in
The countryside. She spotted a rare beetle,
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I travelled the very long road of regret,
Going backwards in my mind.
Despite sleep and rest, my body ached.
No wise words would de-rail me
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She has a smile
It’s a secret smile.
She will let you in
Make you wait a while.
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Love it is not dead,
But sleeps silent in your head.
Rose petals adorn your bed,
All the colours red.
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