There once was....

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    There once was....

    There once was a time in my life
    when everthing was good
    where on my own two feet
    I once stood
    Where the sun was bright
    and no rain would fall
    and a home filled with happiness
    my own, I could call
    Where joy filled the rooms
    and laughter filled the air
    where there were no fears
    and in this world not a care
    but with one wrong choice
    I ruined it all
    Now the sky is filled with darkness
    and the rains about to fall
    There are no sounds of laughter
    only sounds of tears
    and a home once filled with happiness
    only now to be filled with fears
    On my own two feet
     I no longer stand
    and no where around
    a helping hand

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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