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    In the time of now   

we all think to be ourselve
            then like all the ones before
    for sure a thought 
awakens new dreams of hope
            nope      
    or        not like a rope dangling    
        off the limb of an old oak
    fate finds fear in the heart
like rot or a fungus can start
   if weakness prevails.


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Babe Its You

true babe ... its you
through and through
even in blues
its true babe ... its you

there where nights
things weren’t right
fights discussed sadly
madly passion screamed
searing stabs at weakness
known to be
you and me
open to see
cruelty in defense of pride
snide cracks at open wounds
what drives love to need blood from the soul
what primal role is being acted out of hurt
emotion's feeling like acid stains on your wedding dress
confess to all that sin that rains down again and again
what drives us to win a losing position
intuition said to be silent as atomic fission
these words will bear witness to that lack of rent
to the folly of pride torn from bent
too often sent to the basement
only to sleep alone

oh oh babe ... its you
taint all that's true
through and through
even the blues
babe its you


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