Brett Carter Poems

She wore a pentacle
And a plain brown dress.
I am not really too sure,
I must confess.
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She 's just with me
And I love her

She quietly accepts however I am
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Pushing that anxiety down
I smile at a sunny day
Should I worry and frown?
Or should my soul go out to play?
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There is a daily fight of mine
A battle there to hold the line
Sanity is distinction, fine
Can I hold onto my mind?
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I looked outside the window of a little stone house
On a rainy morn in Roscommon
Water ran down the panes
Reminding me of my pains
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