T M Atkinson
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Forgotten heroA Poem by T M Atkinson(From the beaches of Normandy)Its 6.30 in the morning and I'm here on the front line,The enemy lies before us while the eternal darkness stares ahead... |
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Here for youA Poem by T M AtkinsonFor S.E.A love you always |
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Roll on SaturdayA Poem by T M AtkinsonThere's hundreds of people all running around,With money in their pocket and no feet on the ground.So gather round people the first drink's on me toni.. |
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WaterfallsA Poem by T M AtkinsonLines of entrapment are shadowed by all that we hide,And mid-morning radio playing the songs of our time.There's waterfalls flowing and everyone's sai.. |
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A wound that won't healA Poem by T M AtkinsonMy eyes are heavy yet another sleepless night,The cold emptiness is now truly embedded in my heart.For the arm that was drapped around me last night,N.. |
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The StreetA Poem by T M AtkinsonA tale of a street I know of in Leeds |
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My Ego and IA Poem by T M AtkinsonA battle between the self and the soul |
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My Living ObituaryA Poem by T M AtkinsonDearly beloved we are gathered here today,To remember a man that would always put others before himself.That you could trust with anything,That would .. |
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Can I erm...steal your girlfriend?A Poem by T M AtkinsonInspired by a prat! (These are not my thoughts but of a bloke that I know that thinks he´s God´s gift to women!) |
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You will never knowA Poem by T M AtkinsonA lyrical poem about wanting something you will never be able to have |
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