Reid Laurence

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My stories

Cull The Herd

Cull the herd But be aware More will follow More who dare Men aspire Each position Need we call them Politician Can we stop The lies convening Is there anyone All-seeing

Forty Percent

Giving out To drink it in Like air to breathe And inhale sin All other sorts Of spirits soar Look through the glass A life which bore A hole in me Now mend a patch And stop the cycle

Eighty Proof

Take the flask Out from my pocket If it were Some golden locket What's the point If I've forgot it Killing me Slow death you see Can't say why I'm drowning she Adored me once

This Bright A Day

This bright a day Cannot convince The smallest bit Or ever since This bright a day Survived the dark The cold alike And lived to spark The story of A time inside In all of us

Autumn

Autumn faces Leaving traces Colored words In telling places Chilling air A child’s dare Season such In paint so fair Coats adorn Grass forlorn Forgetful of A winter's scorn

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