Lost

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Listen to advice?

Listen to advice?

Standing at the crossroads
Which way do i go
I’m feeling so...

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Its died .

Alone , dark.
Never a good time to reflect.
But then ,
What time is best?

In...

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Darkness Falls

Darkness Falls

Life were once I cared, I care no
more
Once a wife but
now I have no
more...

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Never Enough

Never Enough

Nothing ever seems enough,
For you are so hard to please,
Always in the wrong I am,
...

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Senior moment ?

Senior moment?

Oh no I can’t find my mobile phone
I have hunted everywhere
I’ve...

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Rustic Leaves...

Rustic Leaves...

The moment I doubted myself, you were there
The moment I told our story, you were there
The...

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The only time I pray ?

St Anthony is my religion
He is the patron saint for lost things
I imagine he is most supreme...

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Child Of God?

Child Of God?

No choice of mine
Kids pointing, laughing
I begged mother
This wasn't me
I...

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To feel once more...

To feel once more...

Under The burning sun
Hidden behind the grey clouds
I've never felt so cold
Lying in...

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QUEEN OF THE WHISKEY WEDNESDAY

WHISKEY WEDNESDAY
a crying night I cut you
to watch the shrouds pour from your holy wounds...

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Tell Me, What Should I Do Now

Tell Me, What Should I Do Now

Left alone empty room where Helen
I for twenty years
we did share
Only memorie and...

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Mi Pueblito Perdido

Mi Pueblito Perdido

O how
Ruefully I pine
For mi pueblito perdido,
What I wouldn’t give,
To be...

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Open up the curtains...

Open up the curtains...

Let's open the curtains
To doom and gloom merchants
It's a way to release
It is a way...

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Parents and Property

Mother you can be such a pain:
You've tidied away my things again:
How am I supposed to find...

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Toilers of the Sea

Toilers of the Sea

Come away with me,
To toil upon the sea,
Come away and see,
How sweet sea life can be...

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Draft No. 2

Draft No. 2

Like the torn pages
and ripped ends in the binding
I am draft number 2
my story still...