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Jun 2017
The Brightest Eyes

As the brightest eyes burn like fire
through the foggy mist I can see
The brightest eyes looking at me
Was i floating on the tide
was i in the middle of a dream
Did I see the river of death pass by
floating down stream

As the fog creeps out over the horizon
It disappears out of view
nobody seems to know where it goes
what does it mean?
Was i in the middle of a dream

As it wandered over the hills unseen
And over the meadows of pastel green
There was a high wind in the trees
There was a cold sound in the air.

Was it a kind of a shadow
That reached out into the night
It was reaching out into into the dark
There was a strange glow in the sky
was i in the middle of a dream?
And nobody ever knows when to go
Or when to start?

The Brightest eyes, were burning like fire
So how could they close and fail?
The Brightest Eyes that were burning so brightly
are now Suddenly burn so pale?

It was a ****** truck.

The End
Written by Steven Kelly
© Copyright Steven Kelly 2017
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Steven J Kelly
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Steven J Kelly  49/M/Manchester
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