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Brad French
Poems
Jan 2017
Untitled
When I saw her for the first time,
It was right then, and there
I knew she had me.
Under control.
Looking back on the past,
Hiding like a refugee,
I tended to her needs,
Only to end up with leads.
Looking into her eyes,
back then,
I should have learned
Now I'm stuck.
Love races around like a virus,
Now I'm sick,
Dying in this life.
Alive but time is not on my side.
Under her spell,
she rushes to concoct
the potion
of
lies.
Written by
Brad French
Clarksville, TN
(Clarksville, TN)
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