Prudy

Do you think of me as gone? I am with you still in each new dawn. I never thought in so short I would be on a pen writing another obituary after "TM in a circle" , saying my goodbyes and so longs to an old friend, a daughter, a mother to a nation in... Continue Reading →

7th floor

Tense in what happens in a room with you and I, with all these strange familiar faces trying to squeeze this lemon of ours into bitter dry.It's in how sweet love can be only to hurt so deep, how we're good together, apart and in secret only to turn backs in a crowd. You see... Continue Reading →

A peak through the peep hole

Once you take peak inside You'll never be the same again. So many thoughts and dreams have died My mind is like a gold mine My thoughts are precious But hard to come by Walk carefully you might step on a landmine I'll call you from the landline These words pack a punch You'll explode... Continue Reading →

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