The old tree, tall against the sky –
It’s still there, black, gnarled and lonely.
The small laughing children I knew –
Are somewhere, older, changed.
You and me.
facing tomorrow and memory.
Where are we?
As old April, an instant away,
draws us to the changing play we stay above the restless tide, take our churning ride but do not lose our way.
hear the old story, but never mask love behind “love”.
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It was a freak accident of epithelium under anaesthesia. You place a window on to a hollow brain. The money makes the monkey out of you. A green light blocks the fish, your memory, to swim in black thoughts. The
turn up the stereo so everyone goes to hear the song of lil Pump know bust up the beat to promote its tempo take you to places you need to go flirting with fire coming down to the wire a
You see me smiling You see me laughing To you I am carefree To you I have no worries. Sociophobia; you don’t know I fear the judgement of others I fear not fitting in I fear not being good enough.
There were things I knew That I wanted you to know I loved you But I didn’t know how to teach you. To me, you were above In a place I longed to be I loved you But I didn’t
Well YOU KNOW ME and what makes me smile YOU KNOW ME and what makes me cry YOU KNOW ME and you still love me all the while YOU KNOW ME and how quite difficult to get Along with sometimes