Volans :-
I watch the stars go out, they talk to me about time, it comes and goes, along with your old clothes, sometimes they take off, in a straight line, one in particular I call mine, sireus, the brightest of them all, a beacon, a call to lift, out of your gloom, leave The room, put pen to paper, brush to stroke, charcoal to blank page, leave behind the rage, you felt, the cards you were dealt, the misery you felt, the time your heart did melt, I have misspelt, damn and blast, how long will this downer last.
Anthony Mc Gann
28/1/23
04.1
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Volans :-
I watch the stars go out, they talk to me about time, it comes and goes, along with your old clothes, sometimes they take off, in a straight line, one in particular I call mine, sireus, the brightest of them all, a beacon, a call to lift, out of your gloom, leave The room, put pen to paper, brush to stroke, charcoal to blank page, leave behind the rage, you felt, the cards you were dealt, the misery you felt, the time your heart did melt, I have misspelt, damn and blast, how long will this downer last.
Anthony Mc Gann
28/1/23
04.1