Open Poetry #31 |
Parky Thoughts |
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since 2003-12-21
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Whift of soft images that I ignore Midnight Blue Skewed beyond all means Dining on heat And passions Tattoo'd by fire Boy Far enough away He is a boy And no-one told him Dreaming of reality To reality To reach him And find The boy has gone Religion as a belief That they live Until it becomes A belief And life Pilloch Wasn't alone with friends They never existed He passed his final thanks And religion took it's toil And a Boy who never grew up Met something He could live with |
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