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the poetry of dr zen

Tuesday, February 16, 1993

On a rock

here is something they say
to dull the senses, kill the pain
but I would go blind rather
than never see your face again

I got a big red motorbike
in my dreams it's an aeroplane
I would fly on wheels of sadness
down some lonely country lane

There is a big and empty room
where they place the broken hearts
where they lock the lost and foolish
all those broken into parts

here is something they say
to help you leave your love behind
but life is not that easy
you're out of sight not out of mind

here is something they say
to dull the senses, kill the pain
but can't quite kill the urge to
have you in my heart again.

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