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A Poem by What happened to simple old me?

Who am I, if today I swallow my mood. And tomorrow I intake a liquor providing truth.

I'd ask you to stay silent as crows do not. As a cockerel in the evening. I'd ask you to still your words, as if mine would be were I dead.

© 2011 What happened to simple old me?


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"i'd ask you to still your words"

. unforgettable ! ...

Posted 13 Years Ago
now i love this one, it's dark and deep and profound.

Posted 13 Years Ago

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What happened to simple old me?
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'Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it all Between you and me, I surrender to you .. more..

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