Matt Brown Poems

Would you sit upon that magic carpet with me and share visions of run-away trains, bike riding in the night time rain, dragons and secret passageways. If you feel you might fall and spiral towards uncertainty she'll take your hand, squeeze you in her arms and softly caress your hair with a mother's touch.

But get lost in these dreams, where you can fade into the never ending lights which line the streets. The white's and oranges of the street lamps make you feel safe from an impending storm. You can feel loved and untouchable like something is watching over you from the stars.
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You slip down silently through the mist

Close your eyes and let the raindrops wash over you
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I remember that one Christmas night when you told me you would never leave, told me as an angel watched over that I had nothing to fear.

Now I can't explain and you always get angry,
We both hide our pain and it's too late to change it
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