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You Lied Again

by Keith Fryup

I’m lost for words, I can’t explain, you say you love me but You Lied Again,
Were getting on, no reason to shout, feeling happy, until the truth comes out,
Suspicious mind, wanting to believe, hoping for stability but expecting to grieve,
Don’t ask questions, don’t tempt fate, lets play being happy, lets pretend we’re mates.

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Page1. A Gangsters Diary

by Keithson Bradshaw

I walk these streets I’m on the prowl
I wear my screw face so you know what’s going down
Love waxes... cold I need you to fear
Because that’s the only way I know you will acknowledge me

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no light

by kelly gardner

Theres no light at the end of the tunnel,
all alone in my life or so it seems,
I push everyone away and so it is true,
My life aint like how it is in my dreams.

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by Kevin Corcoran

As I sit here by the window
Madness unfolds below
People rushing here and there
With endless places to go.

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Fox and the Blustery Day

by Kevin Wood

Fox hunts bright and early,
Usually into Fivers Wood.
Oaks there are heavy and burly,
But prizes are tasty and good!

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What Shall We Play Today?

by Kevin Wood

Noisy cops and robbers; a distant hideaway
More than a shout from a shopping Saturday.
Hills and hollows welcoming, ring, strain,
As for a conquering hero, or Luke Skywalker,

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Soldiers, Like Sunflowers

by Kurt Facknitz

They took the 85 up to Niagara
Just to share a drink.

They were soldiers, like sunflowers,

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The House

by L.R. Harrell

Quifi Marshall strolls back and forth, up and down the line
Of the street, by the ticking of the courthouse clock
She makes rounds by the dozens, finding the slightest adventure
In the rows of bushes and broken, dead limbs that reach out to her

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Life Through Seasons


The spring dawns with its scent, The stream glows and dances all along. The birds wake up to the sweet sunshine, And sing a new song in the most pleasant pitch. As the leaves sprout from their slumber, And refresh themselves for the day. As the breeze pats over the blossom, The child peeps into the gifted earth. Crying and sleeping for the rest of the day, He gasps and gazes all through. Like the new born leaves of a tree, He enlivens the world around. The ravishing summer arrives, With its gorgeous sunshine. The leaves turn to vivid green, And fruits show up in clusters. The child grows to youthful years, With an unsettled and reflective mind. The world is all joy for him, For he has his own path to go. Then comes the mighty monsoon, To fulfill the dreams of all. The splashing sound of water everywhere, Enthralls the hearts of living things. The youth steps into the mantle of a man, Wise and sagacious than exuberant. Looks for others, cares the near, Plays a pre-destined role on this stage Now comes the chilling autumn, With full of withered trees. The leaves yellow and wilting, Doomed for a complete rest. The man in his crippling old age, His thoughts and actions greying. With remorse and sorrows, He slugs the rest of life peacefully. Last of all comes the tranquil winter, The trees shed their leaves in cold. Dreariness and decay everywhere, Nature sleeps in full peace. The impending time to exit from the world, Haunts the man in wake and sleep. His travails end all on sudden, And slithers into eternal peace.

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by Laura Callaway

Are you longing for something more?
Been trapped behind this closed door too long-
Broken, raw, damaged to the core but still holding on.
If you done stuff wrong and long to get away;

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