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Nov 2015
You knew
you had the key
to my heart
but you choose
to break it in the lock
so those that came there
would give up trying
to give up to undo
my life
and make me
love again
but here
I am that man
born free
who's words
roam free
in a new lock
of his own.

Sands storm
blows my words
into pure
imagination
giving me hope
that some day
I will feel
in my life again.

The way
the day begins
decides
life
and everything.
P@ul ***.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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