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Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
What does it mean to be mean,

I mind, my mind tells me,

So I read, I read, I write, I'm right,

I'm all at sea, you see.
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
Somewhere from a near past time,

I recall an easy smile,

It's harder though as days go by,

For it's been such a long while.
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
On Sunday I find myself cursed,

By the drink I had last night,

My head it pains, like frozen rain,

My eyes adverse to to light.
typical
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
The flowers lose their fresh picked looks,

Like I am losing mine,

As time ticks on, the smile's gone,

Where once I was just fine
On days when I question my mind
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
Vet
A need to see a doctor,

Not me, my poorly pup,

I guess it beats the worrying,

To find out just what's up
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
A time to sit, reflect, be still,

Let the world slide by,

Contentment it is worth a lot,

And I intend to try
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
Enveloping, it cloaks me,

The darkness of the night,

I become an unknown entity,

Until tomorrow's light.
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