Foggy London Town

Reason for Living

I have a reason to be living
Clearly all things I see
This is a time for giving
The perfect way to be
Putting away the sorrows
This is a brighter day
Swiftly I must borrow
A time to sit and pray
I could be sad
Or I can be mad
But that's out of reason
I'm the only one
I should be pleasing
So how I know
Here I go
This is my fate
It's giddy up go
I can't be late
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March 24 2014 ©
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On My

Tears on my Pillow

Tears upon my pillow
They haunt my reverie
Bringing back the sorrow
As they cling to me
Brown eyes as they hide
The sadness that they see
With a burning deep inside
That lost love brings to me
As I try to shun the fear
That haunts within my mind
Satin that presses to my ear
Peace I am sure to find
Drifting off in slumber
In a lonely dream land
Thoughts are put asunder
With a clinched left hand
Only sorrow now remains
As the dreams take place
Mysteries of life's refrain
Tears that flood my face
Strands of hair in my eyes
Like the weeping willow
The sadness I can't hide
Tears upon my pillow
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April 11 2014 ©
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