Gary Hembree Poems

Falling in slow motion.
Gasping for what fuels life.
Nothing in sight to slow this descent.
A never ending view of blue.
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Blink in and out of time.
No grip on reality.
What day is it if not today?
Not a dream do I recall.
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Along side the road is where I'll be.
Where stray dogs bleed, I will weep.
Remember the days where I gave it my all?
Remember the days where I loved?
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[S]mile, to hide my tears.
La(U) gh, to hide my fears.
Whispe[R], to hide my words.
Belie[V]e, to hide my doubt.
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Upon a frozen throne do I sit.
Once rich as rich could get.
Bought and bought until I could no longer breath.
'Please sir can you spear some money? '
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In the mirror reflects a story.
Of a woman whom's dream was to dance.
She would glide across the stage, as if she was a bird in the sky.
On her toe's she would stand, as she spun like a top.
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Come and dream.
Of a place to be.
Of a place to grow.
Come and dream.
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My hands are gently, my hands are swift.
In this room I use my gift.
Seconds turn to minutes, minutes to hours.
Each second that passes, a life takes a sleep.
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I can not laugh I can not weep.
I can not be angry and I can not be happy.
I am used to hurt and confuse those around me.
No one can truely understand what I am and how I came to be.
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