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Courtlyn Quay May 2015
In thought when I write
I didn't ask for your opinion
but wouldn't mind if it was given now and then
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
Come tomorow or the day after
If it be tomorow then pick up the pen and repeat
Come tomorow or the day after
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
I wont play your games I wont
Your Ideology to me is barbearish
Who could follow this Idea
This one we call
Marketing
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
Whos body is tattered but shows no interest  in falling apart
Whos mind is troubled but shows no interest in being troubled
Whos soul calls out to the adventurer in all of us
This ones to you
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
We debate and argue its meaning
Its ability absolute
Its hold without stain
It could have chosen differently
It could have given but today it took
Just give it up
Theres no point debating time and its meaning
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
Without you who am I
A king
A God
I find myself without er
I could kiss the heavens and laugh
But none of that would be as great
to think
I'm happy with who I am,
A peasant
My weary head on your lap
Thank you
Courtlyn Quay May 2015
I dare not dance when caution is afoot
I dare not play when mothers stern
I should heed her words
She made her word law, we all heard well

"Foxs are foxs only time will tell"
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