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An open ear and a dry shoulder A restful soul and a faith holder A friend who’s there like an old boulder To be wise is only To grow older ..

Is it wrong for me to dream? Of what’s right for me To live in a fantasy My sanctuary Is it ok for me to preserve What’s left of me..

I thought I could hang on Because I thought I was strong But I’m only a man And from the truth A man cannot hide When I first felt my l..

I often lie awake in bed With these thoughts racing through my head Of why a didn’t die that day I often wonder why Many times in life be..

Sweat with them, cry with them. Laugh with them….dream. What better way to be closer to someone Then to know who they’ve been. We ..

I turn my ear to the sky And listen for the message from inside He speaks to me quietly, Softly he speaks I turn my face to the sky To accept h..

The party's over

more of a blog then a poem

I wrote this for linda and also to myself.

A poem of addiction