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Mclein Drew Poem
Just one more day with you
one more smile from you.
said you where here to stay,
forever you use to say
then why are you not here today?
could i find the strength to walk away,
if your lie is in my way.
now all i have today,
is our song
the song you use to play,
seating here all alone,
i listen to the words it say,
" you would leave me alone and torn my heart to stone"
was he worth the tear in my eye,
did you not love me enough to try,
why then did u tel me a lie,
cause you said you'd always be there,
but yet you tore out my heart and
left my flash to die,.
better to be loved then to love,
for the pain of a broken heart is one i would not share,
I have lived your lie.
Copyright © Mclein Drew | Year Posted 2013
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Mclein Drew Poem
Hash do not cry,
matter of fact forget your crash.
rash once again try,
connect the peaces and light your stash.
blush! oncemore be shy.
Rest your eyes,
whipe of your tears,
for whatever you weed for has come to pass,
for the lies, let your eyes pay the price.
you where deceived,
combat with what you received.
As you try again
be sure to slowdown the pace.
be yoursef for you are sronger in your own grounds.
learn from your own shot commings,
do not loos your path for onother ones wrath,
so be one withyour frands
but one individualy
solomly or mutualy
loveeach you have as only
for there is no greaer lonly
for the two who are one
for the heartandthe soul separated.
clear your mind,
breath in frash thoats
breath out thos wich horts,
leave it all behind
pride and fear
drop a tear
recognise that pain cant drawn in bear,.
so faceyour pain with an iron fist,
wror your pain like a lion pist,
fear and pride with your conscious in the mist,
together this three is an unbitable beast.
Copyright © Mclein Drew | Year Posted 2013
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Mclein Drew Poem
''Is it still being a coward if you just feel your strength is slowly being drained out every time you grow a little too fast,?
the feeling is that of a soul running out of hope,
i fear of braking dawn before i get to the top,
how then do i go on with this little drop of hope,
soon to be drained and left forsaken, for it a broken spirit left to drag its essence along the shores of lost souls. the thirst for true afection, the love as good and as tender as the lords, but what am i with this little hope of mine, for i need it to dwell in his favour., the silent wispers of resentment torments my very soul, with the scars of a past life and the pain that cuts deeper then a heart could heal,.
Having known the evil of man, why create me in their kind,,. i'm better off the desert wind, calm but yet without direction.. what's my purpose then having known nothing, but pain, when pride becomes my selection and all my wrongs are washed by the rain. And leaves ashore all my of anger.
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Mclein Drew Poem
Stumble upon a thick
wall of glazed flaming
horrors. The next step
would mean tolerance
of the highest betters.
Seems are misled and
looks are deceiving
truths are reliving but
dreams are meant for
bed. It's safe to work
away if you rather find
a place to stay i'd
rather take that step,
finding my own way i
rather get paired the
flaming rocks and lead
my night with the oaks,
with just a few things
to say. For beyond the
flaming wall of rocks
lives a land of bravery,
courage and the frown
of a happy fox.
Copyright © Mclein Drew | Year Posted 2013
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