Sydney Hocker Poems

You look ahead, but see behind
You think your wrong when really right
When everything crashes yet seams the same
Thinking your crazy, just out of place
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Deep in the meadow
Lies the oak tree
Where dreams never fade
And love came to be.
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She cannot see, fore she is blind
She cannot feel, her death inside
She once knew beauty, but now knows hate
Hate of herself, hate of fate
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