anthony colon Poems

Regrets, regrets, regrets
You can never get enough of them
You can’t run from them
You cant’ hide from then
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He’ll smack you with a hammer
He’ll beat you with a broom
Watch out for Freddy Pisano
Don’t be to quick to assume
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Every day is an adventure
You’ll never know what’s coming
You can walk right down the street
Get mugged but keep running
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I look back at the photos
I called you on the phone
We always used to have each other
But now were both alone
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To me she is an angel
My everything and my life
Without her I’d be lost
Lost and without sight
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Trapped in one room
Only one window and chair
Not a word is to be said
Or else they’ll rip out all your hair
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