martinez king cortez muriithi Poems

CoId silence
a prelude to violence
a prologue of madness
the dialogue of mumness
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wierd disturbances in the middle
of the night
horrific dreams and the ugliest of
sights
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At your pace,
i want no haste
a step a day,
lets walk this way
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The little things i do
my babe loves them to
she says she wants to proove
that on the isle she'l say i do
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that man there by that table
the one with a shirt thats pupple
serve him a whisky double
let him end his troubles
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intro:
the clouds cry
the fields smile
all the while
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A broken glass
a broken heart
a love meant to last
turns out it was lust
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