sunshine, I really liked this a very interesting poem, a ghost from the past still haunts the present.
I cannot move over, she shares our bed,
even tho it's my voice you hear in your head,
is it that I am so like her?
even my mirror is no longer sure.
Perfume no longer scents my skin
for her jasmine invades the wind,
and I no longer curl my hair,
it's not seen as past me you stare.
And should my voice break through the shield,
and if only from want, you to me yield,
I think it will be well worth the wait
so her invisible specter I cannot hate.
stong conflict in your words, great poem.
"I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards
"Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time".
"Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity"
Nicky Wire, A design for Life.
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"Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair"