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Mark Bell May 27
Are you
running from
the pain
The crows
will never
leave your
Brain.

Your to low
To out run
The crow
The continual pecking
Inside your mind
Will in the end
Turn you blind.

The continuous
Crowing inside
Your head
Makes you lose
Your glow
Time after time
Blow after blow
You can’t out run
That crow.
Mark Bell May 26
To say these three words
It’s just the truth
They come deep
inside my heart
Honestly I’ll walk
The earth
Swim the seas
Crawl the artic
Endure deep freeze.
To say these three
words to you I’ll fly them
from a flag
Die you hag
Mark Bell May 25
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Mark Bell May 25
You look at me
With a naughty smile
Shall I go or
Stay awhile.
This the conundrum
I have to work out
You are an enigma
A twisted mood
Entice me in
with a smile and food.
Do I accept
Or do I exclude,
You look at me
If I was prey
You smile
Like a game
In which
you play
It’s addictive but
Not much to say,
I smile back
And think I’ll decline
And  so live
another day.
Mark Bell May 24
Met a woman in 1984
We liked to dance
Upon the floor.
There were truths
There was lies
There was happiness
There were cries.
There was love
There was joy
Then in our lives
Came a baby boy.
We played games
And watched him grow
There were highs
There were lows.
Twenty years on a
Wonderful ride
Only to wake
They had committed
Suicide.
Mark Bell May 23
Seas will boil
Mountains crumble
Planet still turning
Inhabitants are burning.
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Rivers will run dry
The sky will not cry
Earth still turning
Crops are burning
There’s no room
for doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Four seasons collide
Explode into one
Mass extinction
Has just begun
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
Just raise a glass and smile
Humanity dies
New life will form
From the heart of midnight
To the break of dawn
There’s no room
For doom and gloom
So raise a glass and kiss my ****
And give a little smile.
Mark Bell May 23
Paralysed on the
Highway of hate
Dancing with the devil
at the pearly gates.
Knocking on heavens door
Can I come in
I need to score.

All you need is hate
All you needs is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s too late.
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates.

Paralysed on the
highway to hell
Too many stories
Where once I fell
Can I come in
I need to score
That’s why I’m knocking
On heavens door.

All you need is hate
All you need is hate
Fill your veins
Before it’s to late
Keep on dancing
At the pearly gates

The world keeps turning
While I keep burning
I’ve filled my veins
What’s in store
If I can’t open
Heaven's door.
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