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Jan 2017
The wind feels different on my face
The sun shone brighter
You turned this failing poet I said
Into an all out writer
The sound the ocean waves make
I've never noticed before
Finding my voice I serenade you
Pink blankets on the floor

Everything I've ever done
Leading up to now
Was to prepare myself for this new day
But I'm still learning how
To be a man

You smiled, you smiled and I saw it
Spend my days worrying about how to protect you from the world
That's if we don't destroy it
There are wars outside but you don't know
One day I'm afraid you'll see
Every action has a consequence
Even birds dodge bullets, they're not so free

Everything I've ever done
Leading up to now
Was to prepare myself for this new day
But I'm. Still learning how
To be a man

When I was a boy, it was all about the drinking, and women
Now I'm learning how to be a man
who was a kidding
Those nights you rested in my arms
Floating on broken toys and pen marked dolls
Stranded on an island of mess
They were the best
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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   DivineDao
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