Theodore Penn Poems

The way of honesty hurts, brother,
but a better way? There is no other
I tell you the truth
I tell you the soul
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Lives were meant to be lived in the open
Yet too afraid to admit we're broken
Finding locked chests with missing keys
Like a note in a bottle, thoughts sent out to sea
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Somebody tell me about that girl
the one who stands out against the world

Her hair is in a ponytail
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Red
on white
My blood flows in the snow
from a knife this wound grows.
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I'm leaving this town
gone without a crown
I'm packing my bags
hitting the road
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His face was chiseled stone,
hand of thick leather,
his old bear shadow moved across town streets.
There was the great fire hanging from the sky.
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I toss and turn within this bed
Phantom thoughts in a busy head

I tried to fly in my dreams
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I love you
So before I go
I want you to know
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Dreams can only hope to be true
on nights like tonight
stars fly by
filling the sky
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