I am not a poet, so be gentle, but i do enjoy writing,
I tend to write about things i am going through, or things people have asked me to write about for them.
I used to have an account on here called Invisible Man, but cannot remember the account details as it was over 10 odd years ago ish.
anyway, peace and love.
What does my mother mean to me
My greatest friend she will always be.
She was there the day i was born
She was there when my heart was torn.
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I had a dream, that you had died
I woke with a scream, i cried and cried.
my heart beats heavy, eyes sore and red
as i lay there sobbing, on my bed.
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Today we place you to final rest
know that with your presence we've been blessed.
six feet down in your grave
we shed a tear, goodbye we wave.
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on a bench inside the courtyard, on a dark and starry night
am sat thinking about my life, and i start to see the light.
for days, weeks and months, all i have had is constant pain
I know what the issues are, and i've only myself to blame.
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do you believe in fate, like things are ment to be
think about the question, then tell me that your free.
do you believe in fate, like things are ment to be
spend a second in your past, and tell me what you see.
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