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I woke up by the morn and  saw that he'd left. I saw that he'd left his green shirt Which he had worn on the  day he swore That he'd be with me from Dusk till dawn. This poem seems short, but very interesting. Take not of the symbols used in the poem: green shirt

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You looked pale, when you came here first. Your face was blank as sheet. Your voice showed off thirst. And you couldn't stand on your feet. He didn't do you well. He couldn't see your tears He loved himself more. He didn't see you dying. And when you left, He had a soiree. A deft a what he was. He felt free. You wake up now to my face, Against the shame, against the pain. And all I do is love you, until the day's done. And all you'll do is be happy. And forget about where you came from. Where you came from feels free from you.

Let’s take a walk downtown; You and me, hand in hand. Let our enemies see us and frown. Let’s do this baby, let’s take a chance. Tell the whole world I’m your No. 1 Make them understand that I’m your Queen. And after all is said and done, In my heart, you shall be King. Let’s take a walk, my baby boy. Let’s take a walk, do not be coy. Every obstacle, we shall go through. Let’s take a walk bras dessus, bras desous.                                          

The year met me with the cult resolution . An avalanche of to-do's Flooded my diary; A new year's guide, A year without you. The times slipped through My weary hands With unmet goals and contrition. Resolution forsook me. Now, where do I go from here? Resolution, or revolution? Change of plans, Or change in execution? I'm coming back to the waters Where every old self is entombed, And all things, made new. I'm coming back to the waters Where we first met, And you unravelled my enigma; A pile of regrets, cloaked in actions and inactions. I'm coming back to the waters. I have my way no more. Will's not mine. Will's the Lord's