Stephen Holcombe

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My love bird has been set free,
flying far away and may not remember me,
I look up and I look around,
wondering who my love bird has found.
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My puzzle of Unknown is missing a few pieces,
what they are,
I do not know
or when I shall find them,
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I closed that door a long time ago,
but thoughts of how things use to be are still there,
I don't know if they will ever go away,
just put in a little box,
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If you say I love you,
and you mean I do,
then why do I stand here
crying over you.
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I've seen roses come,
and I've seen roses go,
but I've never seen a rose
like the one I know.
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My needs are small,
my wants are few,
all I want is someone who.
Can make me laugh when I want to cry,
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She appears at my darkest moment,
but here we understand our love and pleasures,
nothing stands in our way,
as our love soars,
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If you were blind,
and could not see,
you could love the real me,
fat or small,
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I've seen it plenty of times,
cold dark nights of bitter thoughts
of what really happened,
it seems I can't trust another,
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She's in my mind everyday,
but I think she hardly knows me in anyway,
she awakes me in the middle of the night,
nowhere to be found,
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Follow the heart and you'll see,
that there is something different with me,
not to average,
not to great,
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Outward words,
from loveless hearts,
can be left to burn,
in places where,
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She lies asleep hours away,
not realizing my pain of her dismay,
she pushed me from the top,
I fell straight down,
...

14.

Is it true that life is what you make of it
or just play the hand you are dealt with?
I haven't made a damn thing with it
and I'm not holding a full house.
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I find myself moving towards a place too well known,
I hesitate and then move anyway,
it seems as if this place has not future for me,
but how did I get here,
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You pick me out of many toys,
because of my ability to make you happy,
I'm your favorite toy to play with,
until one day the toy gets old to you,
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We plant our flowers in the garden of stone,
leaving our loved ones here alone,
we think of you in a time of need,
fighting over your belongings with greed,
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You stared out as a friend,
I fell in love,
I thought till the end,
you touched my heart,
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I establish my standing in life,
and forbid to gaze for love,
I shall remain among my benefactors,
until love possess me once more,
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I'm lying still,
curled in tight,
not in the middle of the day,
but in the middle of the night,
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Robin Bird

My love bird has been set free,
flying far away and may not remember me,
I look up and I look around,
wondering who my love bird has found.

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