![]() Barry GetsA Poem by marcia
He drove a long and weary road in the backseat lay his gun He said ‘daddies gonna get it this time for all the things he done’ There was a town full of eyes just watching him go And they gazed at the ground because they all know He’s just a troubled soul If any body really cared and held out clean hands More people would love him because they’d understand He’s just a man with horror stories for a childhood I loved him and I did all I could I cant forever breathe air poisoned with lies its just dishonesty to avoid painful cries Night time is a good friend to him ,its mornings when he bleeds Well he’s numbed by grass and stays awake on speed And the waters always boiling for a thousand cups of tea I weep for the man imprisoned inside Its because of cards dealt this man will never come alive Ideal worlds we could create in dreams far away If only in this place we were able to stay Well hey maybe we’ll meet again one day © 2008 marciaAuthor's Note
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Added on April 28, 2008 Author![]() marciaUnited KingdomAbouti am originaly from germany although i have lived in england all my life and have moved all around the south coast through out my life and have found everywher i move comes with diferent stories that .. more..Writing
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