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Mar 2016
Nothing there at all
down pains in my body
no brains
Say fear is
the mans best friend
you get up
then it brings you down
nothing at all
sleeping in the midday sun
all join in hold my hand
feel me warm
of this life
hold my ******* hand
grip it hold it
that way
I can tell
your not dead
and just maybe
my passion
will flow
but if
you
just stand there
I can't reach
move me on
tell me we are one
hold my hand
feel how cold
or how warm
it has become
woman
hold it
make it
that dizzy feel
I fell from this world
when you embraced me
I forget what happen after that
but I know it was you
I have smells of you
on my hands
when down waft them under me nose
But I am
still dead in my head.
LoVe P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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