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The Sundering Is Difficult

Tied as I was To my mother's apron strings The advance of life Went largely unnoticed The gray that crept into her hair Disgu ...

circa:© 2005


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Lost voice

The first time I lost my voice Was not my choice Don't tell anyone he said They will kill me And I didn't want him to end up dead But in my ...

circa:© 2018


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35

When my father turned 35 It was to be the last earthday he would spend alive He died 25 days, 4 hours and 50 minutes short of 36 A lifetime short ...

circa:© 2013


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Why do I dwell in sorrow

why do I dwell in sorrow/when joy beckons me/eye am sometimes weary of myself/wary of my heart/which does not serve me well/should eye live in my mind ...

circa:© 2011


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You Feel So Natural In My Arms

you feel so natural in my arms/that I can only believe I was born for this/can't help but wonder what I'd miss/if the sun does not come/been holding o ...

circa:© 2011


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