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Jack Brennan Feb 2020
I love her.
Does she even care?
Does she still want flowers
In her hair?
Put there by my own hand
Does she still want to see me sing with a band?
I wouldn't know.
I wish she would tell me so.
Jack Brennan Jan 2020
Someday I want a grassy field
With a oak tree strong
And swing
to play with my girly on
Jack Brennan Dec 2019
Why
She taught me how to write.
She taught me how to sing.
She taught me to love.
She taught me to forgive.
She taught me to stand.
She taught me the stars.
She showed me the rain isn't so bad.
Now look at me.
My heart is bled.
Love turned to frustration.
Oh God.
Jack Brennan Dec 2019
Oh how I crave to hold the head of my darling
See her smile
 Listen. Listening to her ask for one my second in my arms
Without a word spoke, he hears. 
Safe. Safe from the worries of this wretched world
Safe you always will be.
A sword from a long lost king
maybe a castle with a clear water spring
But always with your lover you'll be
Safe. Safe from harms
harms that flee

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