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Lately
Lately I’ve been wondering,
Wondering in the lowlands,
Lately I’ve been following,
Any star that shines,
Painfully I’ve swallowed,
Poisoned arrows that led me here,
They whispered dreams and virtue,
Didn’t know it would crumble to tears.
I can’t help it,
Every man has felt it,
I’m alone,
Though you try to help me.
Where every map leads backward,
P...
Tuesday 11th April 2017 8:31 pm
Way Back Home
There’s always a way back home.
Maybe no one told you
But cement and brick last a long time,
Even when neglected.
You can disappear for a year or ten
Then come back again, to the street,
And watch history repeat
As memories breathe through old concrete.
And maybe it’ll seem strange to meet,
After all it was there I learnt life can be like
Spoilt conjoined...
Tuesday 29th January 2013 7:28 pm
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