Matthew Holloway Poems

So, so this is the end
I feel no fight remaining
See no rhyme nor reason
To face another day
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We are not all tall, dark and handsome
Gym goers, professional self groomers
Watching the fashion trends and keeping up
With the nine to five job in the city
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Watching the roulette wheel spin
Thinking about each possible outcome
Spinning that last coin between your fingers
And considering each win and loss
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Capture me
In the net of your verse
Ensnare me in poetry
Keep me reading
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I should be tired of writing
About love and a wonderful life
About great romance and adventure
I should feel the rage and bitterness
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I walk through the town
past closed down shops
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It's a very British way of life
We do not complain all the time
Sadly I cannot sit back no more
While I watch democracy die
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I wish I could take back yesterday
And all those days before
Back when life felt more easier
I wish I could take back all that time
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As a flower kisses the sun
A a bird sings such sweet melody
As colour and life springs anew
In the Forrest and meadows
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We are both beneath the same sky
We are stood upon the same island
We are looking upon a different view
We are apart in distance it is true
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