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Angels Watching Over You

Angels Watching Over You

 

As you go to sleep.

In your hospital bed.

On the pile of pillows.

You rest your weary head.

 

I hope the angels.

Come out to play.

Make you better.

Take your illness away.

 

So, when you awake.

On another day.

Good health for you.

Will be here to stay.

 

So, my good wishes I do send.

And hope very soon.

You will be...

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FATE

The greatest things in life cannot be seen,

Like happiness, love and serenity,

Anger, malice, wrath and rage,

I'm sick of these feelings as I grow with age,

There's more to life than being locked up,

Slamming dope and running amuck,

Looking over my shoulders the paranoia doesn't stop,

The fun is all gone and the streets are too hot,

Life on the run has turn into a drag,

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Why You Can't Find a Master Class on Death

You can find volumes of information
On how to die, but the materials are
All prepared by interns and trainees.
The true masters on the art of dying
Have all lost interest in our struggles
With mortality and how to be shed of it.

Still, we want as much information as
Possible, so we can be prepared when
The time comes. We hang eagerly on
The words of those who nearly died,
Just so maybe...

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Devon

amidst a sultry warmth

three boys answered

the call

of Devonian dawn

and with no words to warn

saw no cause

to fear the sirens luring call.

 

surf gently boiled trims the shore

with silver pearls,

then, with throaty holler

and backs arched

three boys

cast their bodies into the brisk and briney

 

blue who’s welcome embrace extorts

g...

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