Matthew Holloway Poems

It's a slow painful existence
Full of sleepless nights
And intoxicated hours
Trying to numb that feeling
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Were we to unite our hearts
We could paint a tapestry
Into the future that awaits us
Creating memories that one day
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I lay awake and think of you
Think about your arms, eyes, lips
The beat of your heart, your pulse
Your very scent filling the room
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I have an unhealthy relationship
With myself
I drink too much and talk absurd
Bring to ruin everything about me
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Technology
You rile the beast in me
The simplicity of your command
A designed set function
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It's funny
In the most unpleasant way
How those little things
Bring back little memories
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Oh how do we write
Dear poets
Our craft and guile
Our madness and beauty
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When the laughter stops
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And what when the laughter stops
Do we care to ask
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Many a fanciful dream
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I am found lost amongst many a fancy
a flight of fantasy a whisp of a dream
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