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Stains of the Day
stains of the day folded
on itself and then.
what is left the flower
more tender and then,
like not one of you.
I'd thought feeling more
blue stains the day.
thinking i'd and then.
feeling was sometime and held through.
suddenly just suddenly, just a few.
I cant tell you how, just as I do.
Tuesday 3rd April 2018 3:59 am
Gull's Words of a Song
For only in our day, for how true.
Only you..
For only you can make me feel this way.
Cloudy day now, it's up to you.
No more rain, for in this day,
cloudy light in your eyes brings out all in you.
For this is how I feel, and you hold me in.
Takes away all the pain, maybe one day somehow, I always knew.
Just maybe the words, repeat..
Some way you see, repeat..
Leaning when clouds come ...
Saturday 31st March 2018 3:32 am
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