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David Strohill Poem
A Dodge from X:
A thin layer of synthetic skin grips with poise
As small plastic fingers grasp on to the blades of grass
A shoulder raised
Ready to embrace
Steps retraced, redone
A swift move of confidence
Feet planted, and a shoulder pointed
Arms raised
They pull through to the back pocket
The body soon to follow
Rung off the pipe
A corner painted
A goal scored
A dodge from X
Copyright © David Strohill | Year Posted 2015
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David Strohill Poem
Hearing my music
The world slows down for a while
Everything, perfect.
Copyright © David Strohill | Year Posted 2015
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David Strohill Poem
everything I ever saw
everything I ever knew
everything I ever saw
I could tell it was for you
everything I ever had
everything I've ever done
Everything just makes me sad
All I want is just some fun
I hate the feeling
that you make me feel
I hate the actions
That you make me act.
All the things that I could do
If I only knew what to
All the things that I have done
If I could show them to you
you are driving me so mad
my brain is stuck on low power
you could make me oh so mad
But in my mind, you do no wrong
I hate the way
you make me behave
I hate my mind
it makes me fall for you
I can't get anything done,
all I do is think of you
I can't focus on my life
If I keep twisting this knife
Copyright © David Strohill | Year Posted 2018
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