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Mark Bell Apr 2017
I stare at you
I'm inside your room
I do this everyday
I watch you rise
Wipe sleep from your eyes
I watch you eat
Put socks on your feet
I do confess I watch you undress
I bet your not thinking of me.
I want to hold your hand
I want you to care
You are becoming my silent,dark nightmare.
Waiting I will you might give me a call
I don't think this will happen
Because I'm stuck to your wall
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Two little birdies
Simon and lurch
Can you smell fish
As we sit upon this perch
Two little gold fish in a
Rather large tank
One named Bert
One named Hank
Bert said to Hank I'll
Give this one amiss
How the hell our we
Driving this.
A pair of fine young cannibals
Cher and sonny
While eating clowns
Asked dos your taste funny
Mark Bell Apr 2017
For along time lips I have not kissed
A sensation  I haven't enjoyed
My emotions went a bit haywire
Electricity  was well employed
When lips met  its like cyanide rain
All locked up in imaginative gain
The taste of lips is like commercial  suicide
Take the haw and the ******* take Them for a ride.
I'm not saying the taste is  in the lips
Sure it is .im sure it is
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Flittering through the pages of a worn out book
Reading stories just can't  be overlooked
Lovelly snippets of love and devotion
Happenings and events on a tide of emotion
Lots of passion humour so fiery
Then it dawned on me it was reading the wife's diary.
Mark Bell Apr 2017
My shadow is the evil one
It has a sadistic mind
My shadow is deplorable
Not answerable to mankind
My shadow is the enemy
We are always fighting war
Black stain on my character
Rotten to its core
My shadow really scares me
It leaves an ugly mark
I always seem to conquer it
I just now go out when it's dark
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Cancer is a fungal growth
Effects all things living
You and me both
Cancers leukemias, you will
Feel Lost
Drugs are there but all at a cost
Tumours tumours there is always light
Red and white cell in a life threatening fight
We are the Guinea pigs of the current day
So future generations can stay in play
When you lose the battle and your curtain is drawn
Please scatter your ashes on a fertile lawn
Mark Bell Apr 2017
Riding along on a nuclear bomb
Americans ,Koreans sabre
Rattling a song
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Can we all live on a island in the sun
Death to humanity as it really begun
The raging lion black petals fall
Come on mr trump you have to call
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