Tag: cycles

Sprung

The beast has crept back in again

She’s beaten down my door

And there was me

Thinking foolishly

I wouldn’t need pills anymore

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Deciduous

If
only
you
could
come
back
to me

Like
the
leaves
that
grow
on the
cherry
tree

Standing
outside
our
house

You
can’t
know
how
happy
I’d
be

If
once
more
your
face
I could
see

Standing
outside
our
house

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Circling

Like
vultures

Eyeing up
the bones

Of those of us
who went before

Now rotting
on the stones

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