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The Poetry of Peter McClean...
YOU
These streets are so dead
It`s all within my head
How much time has gone by
With you I flew so high
My thoughts are always with you
How could I leave you so blue
A love so sweet yet misplaced
A man of glory sadly disgraced
Blues are playing in stereo
Reminding me how I let you go
It will be way after tomorrow
Before I overcome all this sorrow
In the graveyard crosses stand
One for you by my hand
I so nearly loved you well
Yet for this girl I`ll burn in hell.
Peter McClean
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