Giving back all my Crosses

by

Travis Ray Cole

She could have
stood on the quarterdeck
and told me anything
diamond rings
and I would still feel the same

I would not remember the past
if you were tomorrow
with yesterday in my sites
you talk her out of nothing anyway

To brush your long hair back
and whisper underground in your
ears
eye
ears
eye
I don't care what time it is
here is the unwanted crown
what more could you want
follow me around
I don't want her,now......

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Treasure
by: Richard Betts Jr.
from: Warrington, PA, US

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