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When Darkest of Blues Will Not Stop Pounding
When Darkest Of Blues Will Not Stop Pounding Standing atop this high cliff, clouds floating on by Watching last sunset, red-tint paint splashing blue sky Now finding life, has stooped to beat me up again Despite my deep courage, embraced through thick and thin No honor felt in this lost state I am at Broken wrangler with no horse, no damn cowboy hat Just a dying soul, trying to live to hold on Now that the beauty of life's colors have all gone Weeping into winds once found to be clear and fair Missing that love, only mother and child can share Glancing down, life and earth seems so damn far below So many exits, yet I have nowhere to go Standing atop this high cliff, clouds floating on by Watching last sunset, red-tint paint splashing blue sky Robert J. Lindley, 2-17-2017 Note; One day gleaming sun does so shine. Next day it hides and laughs in wicked glee. There is now a huge hole in me. I wish to drown, in the next storm in this dark, raging sea.
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