I dream of big stars they play mean guitars Pink Floyd will live on they'll never be dead and gone they'll never be obscured by clouds I wish they could still play to crowds I miss the classic four but they are no more but their albums and videos will never die and one day they'll be stars in the sky will David Gilmour make one more will Roger Waters again soar Pink Floyd's music I treasure it will live on forever.
I've been writing since 1984.
I write poems, stories, lyrics & string haikus in a variety of genres: Horror, Nature, Inspirational, Comedy, Sexual, etc... Variety is what you will find here.
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