Michael Webb Poems

It is only you that I crave
Every living moment consumed
By the gorgeous glow of you
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Upon the barren blackness of the heavens
There lies a quiet, longing, small star
In search of an outlet in outer space
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drops of tears
like shattered chandeliers
soak into the carpet
he spills the beer
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Memories rush me like a cool wind on a hot day
Relinquishing my power to move on
It is written in the stars, that we are meant to be
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He came to me
Took me out of darkness
Gave me hope
Lifted me up
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The wind that blows
To shake me free
From this withered branch
When the tide slows
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Lying on a brick bed
In a noiseless dark room
Lies an unsettling feeling
There is something in the corner
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The sidewalk vanishes beneath my feet
As regret fills me to the fullest
People that pass are not people I meet
But fleeting shadows of dullness
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