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Cherophobia

From everything good in my life, I walked away.

Now the older I get, the higher the price I pay.

I've loved, been loved, held many hands tight.

I've counted my lucky stars, deep into the night.

 

What is it about me, happiness I seem to fear.

I tie myself in knots, whenever it comes near.

So, I overthink things, fear it might all backfire.

I know how fragile hearts are, how...

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Fear Is...

 

 

Fear is loneliness, I’ve had my taste.

Fear is isolation, a life goes to waste.

Fear is rejection, I’ve had my fill.

Fear is knowing, time has stood still.

 

Fear is in denial, a lost cause to chase.

Fear is in a mirror, I see it in my face.

Fear is dreaming, when false hope grows.

Fear is waking up to the same old woes.

 

Fear is an empty house, each room b...

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The Spell

 

In just about every place, I see you.

Under skies of grey or of bright blue.

I see you beneath a star lit sky.

I can't forget you is the reason why.

 

I see you if the Sun shines bright.

And I see you when I dream at night.

I picture your face through the rain.

Each aching day, it's always the same.

 

There are places, I'm wary to go to.

As I recall the times,...

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Shadow Small

I thought I was over you; I couldn’t be more wrong.

Today reminded me of you, listening to an old song.

I’m nowhere near over you, fooling myself, that’s me.

Your happy face, I miss so much and so long to see.

 

How do those brave people do it…I’d love to know?

Did their tears find another place to pack up and go?

My tears are different, looks like they’re here to stay.

I s...

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Crashing Down

‘I hate my life’ my reaction to each new day.

And nothing will make this feeling go away.

Every minute, I struggle to see it through.

I accept this, my depression is nothing new.

 

Lovers, I have none, time is not on my side.

Tears, I have plenty, though all of them I hide.

Some of my very best friends, I no longer see.

The reason why, that’s still a mystery to me?

 

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My View From Up High

The grass looked darker in the shade.

The summer sunlight, started to fade.

A clump of trees of green and brown.

That's what I can see, on looking down.

Narrow white paths, nowhere to lead.

On luscious pastures, some cattle feed.

A small boat is floating down a stream.

Further on, lovely cottages can be seen.

Some quiet roads, now come into view.

Some farming land, I can...

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Brookside Avenue...Knotty Ash

I lived there, I loved there, and I miss there.

I lived in Brookside Avenue, in the Square.

The big corner house, Vera knows the one.

Now I look back, where’s all that time gone?

 

The busy roundabout, was not far from me.

Off to the nearby Burger King for the kid’s tea!

My garden backed onto the school playground.

I heard the children playing, I loved that sound!

 

L...

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