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They told me
They were sorry
For my loss

But you’re
Not lost
You’re gone

No matter
Where I
Travel

To city’s
To towns
To countries

I will
Never
Find you

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Hate Love

The saddest thing
That can happen
To someone

Is for them
To be so used
To being hated

That they come
To hate
Being loved

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Identity

Who was I to you?

Aug 2019

Chameleon

rain.

Thunder covers the
sound of me whimpering into my pillow.
The earth is crying too.

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Forlorn

There's a sense
Of something forlorn
Hiding in
Those eyes of yours

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When the Winter Ends

When winter ends
And this icy heart
Of mine thaws
When the snow
Clears away
Will I find you waiting
Buried in ice
Watching for
The first breath
Of spring?

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Sweet Boy

How could such a sweet boy
Make such a mess of things?