Liam Bond

I met a fella who said damn boy your one 'ell of a poet,
You really know how to rhyme,
But your lyrics are way too deep man we wont make a dime,
Ha! You say you don't care much for money? ,
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You are the fountain pen and alcohol is my ink,
When the two of you meet the poet in me begins to think,

You leave a mark on the canvas that is my heart,
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Come my dear I'm waiting in Love Street,
Bring your heat and soul, make me complete,

I eagerly wait with a rose and a ring,
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I fall too the floor as the dagger pierces my heart,
It's a word not a weapon that has torn me apart,

With one soul destroying word my world has come to an end,
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In a world of wolves you are my white dove,
The only bird for me,
Carrier of all happiness, truth, and love,
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You rest your head and stop blinking,
A shortcut too thinking,
Out come all the thoughts day keeps lock inside,
Here come the nightmares as you run and hide,
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He put on his boots and began to walk,
To free himself from mindless talk,
No destination, no place to arrive,
This freedom and liberation in which he thrives,
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