Just a paper
You paint a funny picture
I guess you hardly smile in years
Things stuck in a fixture
Put a message in a paper
You kneel down and pray later
You tell your head you are not here
See my face in a paper
It will happen sooner or later
Its time to take her
Not today please comeback later
I’m not a money-maker
You are always a taker
Your eyes drop a tear
Chase you down to fear
Hide away you know I’ll be here
This poem was written in the morning while listening to one of my favourite songs and it struck me to write this poem. I let it flow what’s in my mind and type it away.
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