Clay Young Jr. Poet I do not know?

25 Sense

25 Sense   (an original song)


I won’t die
But I killed my yellow bird
A shot I never heard
Covered by my sigh
When I didn’t keep my word

I don’t buy
Yet I billed the scene I slurred
With the weight of a silent word
I drug a head held high

Now I sigh
Though it’s making me tired
I’m inspired to inspire

I won’t lie
I’ve been such a liar

Why have I been so afraid to try?

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 20, 2011 at 6:40 AM I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting piece Clay Jr. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol