Poetry

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TIMES GONE BY

AS I SIT BACK AND THINK OF TIMES ALREADY GONE
I SEARCH MY MIND FOR REASONS TO CARRY ON
I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHERE I WENT WRONG
ALL I KNOW IS MY TIME IS NOT TO LONG

THERE WERE TIMES I THOUGHT ABOUT JUST GIVEN IN
BUT COULD I LIVE WITH SUCH A TERRIBLE SIN
AS I SAT THERE IN GLOOM ALL DEPRESSED AND DOWN
HE LIFTED UP MY HEAD AND WIPED AWAY MY FROWN

HE CLEANED ME UP AND MADE ME BRAND NEW
HE TOLD ME TO HAVE A GOOD LIFE AND ALL HE WOULD DO
HE PROMISED ME THINGS WOULD GET BETTER
AND HE WOULD BE WITH ME FOREVER AND EVER


MICHAEL A FAULKNER 10-09-00

TENTH MONTH IN PRISON

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