Peggy Pollock Biography

There’s a train that leads to miles away,
It’s a special train, It leaves today.
You’ve looked it up and booked it
Bought your seat,
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I never thought that weeds would grow
Though years they have been left, I know
Somehow I thought that nature's way
Would shout "a loved one here is lay! "
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Sun sits and rests
Makes silhouettes
Of strangers by the sea
I stop my steps
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Alas, I fell for your words
For your tongue, for your verse
How it hurts
How it hurts that I fell for your words
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Siren
Rumble of traffic
Rustle of wind
Singing of birds
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