Blues

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Is it here we go ?

Is it here we go ?

Is it here we go ?
The forecast says it’s gonna snow
And yes I see it’s on our hill tops...

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Wicker Blues

Wicker Blues

Wicker blues,
And rocking chairs.

Longer days,
Weathered sidings
And rag dolls...

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"HOWL"

"HOWL"

Her passion was an ocean
I am want
She was the need
I simply combust
She...

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Bittersweet memories

Bittersweet memories

I got to you door and the door was open, with my last memories of our words unspoken, all we had was a...

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The burnt out Blues

The burnt out Blues

I'm sat here at the bar
Medicating my blues
The mirror shows me dressed in black
There...

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The Flow of Words

The Flow of Words

Poems come
And poems go
Worth ought or nought
It's hard to know

Writing...

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The day after Christmas...

The day after Christmas letdown when just a little boy

Upon reflecting with misty eyes
childhood days of yore
the mantle of anticipatory
...

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Can't get you .

No hopes up so less likely to have so far to fall . Not expecting anything so have hit rocks in this...

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Without you

Without you here now
Loneliness has overcome me

Without you here now
Emptiness has...

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Selfish acts

has committed selfish acts . Begged someone to live when they wanted to die . Begged someone to stay when...

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Skulls and Precious Holes

the subconscious sits daintily.

Skulls and Precious Holes

It was darker outside than it had been in months.

The world had exploded into a dynamic exchange of...

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Odvious

Notice

Odvious to everyone how much he loves you . Odvious to onlookers how you return the centament so toughley...

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Shame and guilt sabotaged...

Shame and guilt sabotaged mine healthy growth

Internalized emotions wrought
quotidian psychological oppression
retrospective reflection...

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I Sware in Stone it States

I Sware in Stone it States

..soon ill prey upon a bed of roses
So wash me over like the stone's of Dover
The windy...

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Insults

How dare you insult me . I'm clean and my crack don't smell of fish . I'm not sleeping around . How could...

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Spirit Abuse

I listened to the people
I done what I was told to do
But all I got in return was spirit...