Goodbye God…

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I just used him for his six pack,

his perfect male bod.

Gave him years of love and tears…

 

He only saw himself as God.

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Mood swinging…

 

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An emotional pendulum.

Swings high, and low.

A back and forth rhythm,

has a turbulent flow.

You hear musical laughter,

til a breeze rocks the boat…

And in the blink of an eye,

she’ll rip out your throat.

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Method of Madness…

 

The Bandwagon’s in town,

the prey is your purse.

Nobody is safe,bandwagon

from hysterias curse.

You can scrub all you like,

you won’t get the “all clear”,

cos the Vultures get rich,

off the campaigns of smear.

 

 

 

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Geneva.

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The gangster does yell.

The social media Queen,

an Angel’s roommate in Hell.

The world needs to know her,

all must know she exists…

She’s loud and proud of her work,

and the Angel’s at risk.

 

 

 

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Hindsight…

HindsightAm I lost?

Or am I hiding?…

I don’t know where I’ve gone.

How did I lose the Me I know?

Why did it all go wrong?

I sit alone in silence,

staring blankly through the night.

I try to find my way, by looking back,

the path is clear, through life,

in hindsight.

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Apple of my eye…

Her visit to my dreams that night,

bestowed a treasured gift.

She saw my eyes had lost their light,

downhill my life did drift.

“I love you mum,

please carry on, and live the life I can’t.

I love you still and always will,

forgiveness, you must grant”.

I drove the car that crashed that day,

the accident was mine.

My precious daughter lost her life,

to forgive is too divine.

“My Darling girl,

your life I took, that fact will always be.

But I’ll live for you, if one more time,

you’ll put your arms around me…” .

She threw her arms around my neck,

she held me close and tight.

She whispered love,

and wiped my tears…

She sat with me all night.

When morning came, I woke alone,

she didn’t answer to my cries.

But the mirror showed the gift she left…

A light was in my eyes.

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Wasted Monday…

Puffing the day away.

Songs out of tune.

Head in the clouds.

A high afternoon.

Dance around solo.

Skip to no beat.

Wasting the moment.

Smoking a treat.

 

 

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