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May 2013
Familiar sand
Makes  bed below my toes.
Strain to open my eyes
Find they've been glued closed.
Where are the waves?
Noon’s sun is starting to hurt,
It hits me in the throat;
I’m lost in the desert

I spin round and round and round
Till I’m dizzy with disease,
Then fall down and down and down and down,
Right down to my knees,
And then I beg and beg and beg and beg
Oh please, someone please,
Won’t you run and run and run and run
Come to rescue me

I never knew
I was fragile like glass,
Till the cloth got pulled
And I shattered with a crash,
Now I’m stuck waiting
For all the Queen’s men,
To work impossible magic
Making me whole again

I was a statue
Standing firm and strong,
Braved wind and rain
Fought four years long,
And all of these pieces
Add up to none.
Cause I used to be two
Now I’ll never be one.
Written sometime late 2012
Joseph John
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Joseph John
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