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Thank you...

Thank you...

It's strong to hate
The Feelings can be fake
They are scratching from inside me
Times are changing I'm stopping myself been seen

I can't see me knocking at her door
Lifting the lid from times before
Haunted by the woman she was
Freed by the daughters she gave

Setting my sights on being free from her grip
I keep holding on to her eyes that shine
Now is a moment to not let it slip
Everytime I think I'm guilty of been sad

I've been in my prison and I've been in my box
I've been troubled and I've glowed
I've been judged by a woman but never the cross
I'm now free and have angels to show

I can't see me knocking at her door
Lifting the lid from times before
Haunted by the woman she was
Freed by the daughters she gave
Thank you
Thank you
I've lived and loved
Angels to show
Thank you
I have angels because of you
Thank you......

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks sparrowsong, I'll be checking your work out soon ?ย 

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Tony Taylor

Hey WAYNE!!..... Hate is definitely one of those emotions that is difficult to control...... and takes on a life of its own at times...... but what you've done here (I think) is to thank the person who gave you daughters (angels)..... and appreciating her for that instead of hating her for other things.....I hope I didn't misinterpret your write my friend......VERY powerful stuff!!.....ALL STARS!!.... well done!!......T xo

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Wayne Stubbs

Spot on my friend! Nice to hear from you brother poet ? โ˜ฎ&? ?

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow!! Thanks so much poetess, that is a lovely comment from somebody as talented as you are ? xย 

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