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Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
A broken heart,

A shattered will,

No happiness,

From dispensed pill.
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
A clouded mind fogged by wine,

Thoughts slower than before,

I know that I have had my fill,

Yet reach for just one more
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
I shall never seek perfection,

It's not something I'll attain,

For even though, As we all know,

Imperfection is a strain.
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
Too
Too many times I've failed to act,

Too many times sat still,

To find myself alone too much,

Too cold to feel the chill
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
As curtains close and night descends,
We hide from Monday's dawn,
The duvet drawn over our eyes,
We hope to miss the morn'
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
At last I see the picture,
As clouds part, the sky is clear,
The sunshine warms our inner hearts,
Finally we've found some cheer.
Peter J Thomas Feb 2016
I caught a cold in winter cold,

Who knows my nose was red,

When suddenly I saw a saw,

A deed indeed was bled.
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