You left your steak
It was red
You supped your wine
Before you went to bed
The cow that died
Was not your friend
It's fat kept it warm
But you rejected it
And returned its friend
To your plate
Without a thought
You ate it whole
You my friend deserve no more
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A spirit that is slowly becoming free from the shackles of life.
I'm alone How are you .
Dear love, I woke up this morning reaching out for you. I spent my day thinking about being with you I fell asleep hoping to dream of you.
I'm quiet Although I'm loud I'm timid Although I love centre stage I can struggle being me But mostly the struggle is in my mind not my soul The contradiction is simple.
I remember the day. I (thought) I lost my life. It was the day my life changed. Those fatal words. Killed my work. Those fatal words. Changed my life. With that change. Came other changes.
I looked for my life. Here and there. Even looked back in case I had left it behind. But when I looked back it was gone. I'm glad it went away that day. That month. That year.
Rambling down a cobbled pathway,. I stumbled upon a wild rose,. Deep crimson red,. Velveteen petals each curled to perfection,. Luminescent and innocently pretty,.
To be or not to be. That was never the question!!. The question is what am I??. And who will I be..
Id love to work. Really I would. As long as you pay my rent. My bills. My kids school. My bookies bet. And my birds apartment. Id like to work honest. I'm ready to work. At the drop of a hat.
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