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Retired Actor


I made him up when I was very young The person they needed To be their son He played the part Filled the role Became my outer image To save my soul Everyday I played the part Learned my lines

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Just a Thread


I can be the tether that keeps you each grounded I can be the heart string that links you all together I can be the thread that stitches all your old wounds closed I can be the yarn that’s used

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Unmasking


I cry her tears To hide her pain I mask my fears Projecting societies shame She lives in me A prisoner of no crime Almost free Soon it will be time I can rest at last For she will be

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Howling


Though we howl in sadness now, the time for the wild rumpus will come back, and we will once again howl for glory and pleasure.   Remembering this and waiting is the hard part. – Chas Harold

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He Left Again


The invitation was sent a party for two Spent my time getting ready a hot bath in a deep tub I was all in red and he wore black he kissed my tear stained cheek The gentleness of his kiss

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