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LONELY AGIN

Lonely agin its 
Like sad song 
Playing on the radio
The rain that
Floods my room
At night and the wind
That blows it away 
Over the ocean flys 
A bird from the heart
Of life intill the death
Lock of hell lonely 
Agin rose in room
Rainbows in the sky
A unforgettable word 
that the ocean Washed away 

Lonely agin 

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Jill Tait

AwwwI am pleased you are not really lonely again now Greg ❤️💙❤️

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Greg Etsell

thank you Jill 
this a rewrite 
form 3 years ago
on cosmo but 
i originally 
wrote this back 
in 1977 i wrote
so many poems
from 1976-1978 
but lost most of them

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Jill Tait

Awww that was awful loosing them.. aI would hate that 🥲💙

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Tony Taylor

GREG!!....there is a sad brilliance in this....do you mind if I do a quick something to illustrate my point? ~ ?........Here it is~~~!! (smiles) ~

                                         ~ "Lonely again,
                                             It's like a sad song

                                             Playing
                                             On the radio...

                                             The rain
                                             That floods my room
                                             At night
                                             And the wind
                                             That washes it away...

                                             Over the ocean
                                             Fly's
                                             A bird from the heart
                                             Of life...

                                             Until,
                                             The death-lock from Hell
                                             Again,
                                             Rose in a room of rainbows
                                             Of colors,
                                             In the sky
                                             A world that the ocean
                                             Had washed
                                             Away...

                                            Greg Etsell

YOUR words brother......just broke differently.......Love your stuff brother......PEACE.......T xo  : )
                                            
                                             
       
                                      
                                    

                                             

                                       

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Tony but that’s how I wrote it back in 1977 thank you for your analyzing thank you very much I don’t think I’ll ever change it I would like to add to it but I can’t seem to find the words to add to it

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Tony Taylor

Don't need to add anything man......Just look closely at the 3 changes I made....and you'll see what I mean about how intimately powerful your stuff is!!........Smiles........Later brother!!........Peace......T xo  : )

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Shaun Cronick

Greg, a sad and melancholy write but time changes everything.
Changes everything and everyone hopefully for the better.
Your poem really hits home that feeling of loneliness we have in our lives.
Thank you for sharing and I hope things will or have changed for you.

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