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Matthew Tener Wade
No One by Matthew Tener Wade
He looks so strong
and no one knows,
he just wants to belong.
and no one guesses
he cries himself to sleep.
just tired of trying to hold
his whole world up
and arms just weaken.
he knows it will fall
but can't get out
and still no one knows
he's not so strong.
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Your Song by Matt Wade
Just play that song again, and warm my heart.
Just sing that melody, and sooth my soul.
I don't know, how the world would be
without your song, your melody
Play to my soul, Sing to my heart
Those beautiful sounds, that make the world
alright...
Just play your song again.
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Just play that song again, and warm my heart.
Just sing that melody, and sooth my soul.
I don't know, how the world would be
without your song, your melody
Play to my soul, Sing to my heart
Those beautiful sounds, that make the world
alright...
Just play your song again.
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Matthew Tener Wade
He could still feel,
the rush of the steam
as it ruffled his cloths,
and dampened his hair,
setting the children all to giggles.
He could still see,
the smoke billowing
past the the tall buildings,
and the long train track
as it streached far to the horizon.
And still he knew,
that there was no whistle
and there was no smoke
only t...he empty tracks
and those long empty echoes.
For they still sound,
off the buildings
and down those streets
coming back to us
as memories, only to be forgotten.
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the rush of the steam
as it ruffled his cloths,
and dampened his hair,
setting the children all to giggles.
He could still see,
the smoke billowing
past the the tall buildings,
and the long train track
as it streached far to the horizon.
And still he knew,
that there was no whistle
and there was no smoke
only t...he empty tracks
and those long empty echoes.
For they still sound,
off the buildings
and down those streets
coming back to us
as memories, only to be forgotten.
www.MattsPoems.com
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Read More
He could still feel, the rush of the steam as it ruffled his clothes, and dampened his hair, setting the children all to giggles. ...
