A good man in a bad place.
Write as a vent, as a way to challenge myself and see my shortcommings....
Me......
Man, look like a biker (Use your imagination) ....Yup nearly but more scary..... Ride a big ol' Harley, work hard for a living.
Avid reader pretty much all genres, love all kinds of music, all kinds of art. Vegetarian, Don't have a god but I'm open to offers.
Only dogs are out on the streets
See there’s no-one else here but me
All the bars are closed, so I’ll follow my nose
To the hotel I’m still calling home
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Foresworn am I to ever view your love once swift declared to me
For false - it was and so shall be my abjuration now of thee
In consequence of what prevailed (and all that’s left of no avail)
My love for you will surely pale - all value and advantage fail
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As morning lays her hands upon my sill
Ethereal threads of night I cling to still
And holding as they whisper from my mind
The revenant trace of you they leave behind
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Should a veil of fear and suffering cause me at the end
To forget the love and kindness of you all
If I say such and such and this or that and it offend
Forgive this feeble body at its fall
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At timbers edge where it curtains a hill
In the loamy shadows there something lay still
The tiny body of a sparrowhawk
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