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When you Were Away

For every night
I was a goner
Your memory kept me alive
The thoughts of your smile
And what we wanted in life

Every night I was a goner
The nights were shortened
By the hope
Of our flames rekindling

Every night I was a goner
Thoughts of you
Kept me sane
Thoughts of you
Made me realize
I just wanted to stay

Every night I was a goner
Staring into the dark
Nights so silent
My only wish
If tomorrow comes
Then you shall
Be by my side
.© La-ki
The tales of a poets deepest secrets
Poetry is eternal

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St Phooey

Thomas Stephen Calvard
Edinburgh, United Kingdom.

I saw a furry man
Sitting in a pile of fags and mags,
His pet ferret swam just like a porpoise
Through a sea of filthy bags.
This man of garbage presiding,
No more, no less than that.

(People with no home, no money and no family still have dignity sometimes.)

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Thomas

ODP Forever.