Peter Strugnell Poems

I wish that you could ask me, about my day,
I would say the words, that I never got to say,
our time together was way too short,
and It's a hard lesson that, that I've been taught.
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I'd never be unkind, you know that it's true,
and i'll do my best, to never make you blue,
what little i have, i'd give it all to you,
you should never doubt my love.
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He'll take the long way home tonight,
as he's late then there's less time to fight,
he'll have a drink to dull the senses,
he'll build no bridges but maybe a few fences!
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And they say that nostalgia, is a seductive liar,
and then again, there is no smoke without fire,
I know that we should, never look to the past,
because nothing lasts forever, nothing ever lasts.
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traduction français (merci à fanny)

Aujourd'hui j'ai quelques difficultés, quelques cicatrices reste toujours,
en plein manque de confiance en soi, par des blessures au cerveau,
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It's four in the morning, and the air is still,
deep in my chest, there's an empty space to fill,
I stare at the bulb, in my vacant room,
I hoping that you'll, arrive very, very soon.
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No place to run, no place to hide,
Oh how the bright lights shine,
all the bad news, I let it slide,
don't wanna be old before my time.
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I have seen,
the fading light,
the dimming day,
the in-between.
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I close my eyes the waves break along the beach,
I let my spirit rise and drift out of reach.
At my feet I have a mountain of questions,
they echo back across the shore.
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Tell me this, do you think, that life has passed you by,
I always search, when I look, deep in your eyes,
it's hard you know, to love someone, completely you'll find
with mystic countries, and distant sunsets, always on your mind,
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