steve tinkham Poems

Your words permeate through

My my heart mind & soul like
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Its a gray day it always starts that way

Ready for anything & always ends the same
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Its like sun shining through stained glass

in the early morning or the way the moon
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When im alone im thinking

Theres a part missing from
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Vision of someone faraway eventhough their so close.

Quite little corner a place to hide my face, an excuse
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A black cat caught in a high treetop

& the wind wont stop.over & over I
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we all live within the echo of our dreams

& the confines of reality but we are trying
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between the rain drop is where life stops.

Cant stay dry even when i try the world
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Angel as defined by me.

An angel is a person
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When all the bits & pieces go away & there

Still one there they'll be golden to your
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