By that look in your eyes I feel that chastise, I know I deserve..
I am just a man, with demons in my hand. Everybody knows
It won't take me long to destroy all that I done, it's a pattern now
With nearly fourty years, I still shed many tears. Where do I belong
Walking down many roads, I see what I become. I don't want know
Not knowing what is wrong, why do I hear a childhood song.
Now I've wrote it down!
Sitting with reflect, on what I've found and what is next.
This is how it goes!
Wherever I have my heart, that's my home..
Where has the love gone!
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sunday blues. I think this is half of my lifes emotions and the world affairs....
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We all have days like that but the next day will always be better.
Andy
It did indeed, some how I still forget the power of poetry!
Always appreciate my friend, the start of a new week!
With this Sunday coming being my little lights 1st year round, she's now ready to make sure my bum don't hit the ground!
Thank again
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