Granda

Too many unspoken words
Too little time I spent with you
Too many things I didn’t know
Parts of you I never knew
Now it’s too late to say ‘what if’
Too late to tell you how I feel
The irony of life is this
It’s when it’s gone, you know it’s real.

poem by Justin Robert Cooper
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Sad Man

No one likes the sad man
His pain is all his own
You cannot save him from himself
Just leave him well alone

No one likes the sad man
All he does is cry
You cannot wipe away his tears
They’re welling in his eyes

Have pity for the sad man
He took his life today
If only we’d been there for him
Things wouldn’t be this way.

poem by Justin Robert Cooper
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Spoken in Anger

Words spoken in anger can burn deeper than you think
You don’t consider feelings when you’re standing on the brink
There are no set limits to restrict the words you say
Anger strips the boundaries and your conscience is betrayed

I didn’t mean to hurt you, I retorted in defence
You say the lowest taboos when the moment is intense
The words I spoke in anger left you running for the door
But now’s the time to clear the air, just like we have before.

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The Father's Sins

I won’t bear your burden
And I’ll never share your fate
Prepare yourself to rot inside
The tomb that you create
Your web of lies will strangle you
But cannot shroud your crime
You’ve escaped judgement until now
But soon you’ll serve your time

Oh, father you have sinned
Confess and purge your soul
The torture wheel that you have built has spun out of control
Oh, father you have sinned
Escape your purgatory
I’ll never let the father’s sins cast shadows over me.

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Shadow in the Dark

I’m a shadow in the dark
The quintessential sound of death
I’m a shadow in the dark
Like the reaper’s icy breath

I’m a statue set in stone
In apathetic sleep
Let the world just pass me by
And I will never weep

I’m a shadow in the dark
The quintessential sound of death
I’m a shadow in the dark
Like the reaper’s icy breath

You don’t have to set me free
You don’t have to light my night
You don’t have to feel my breath
Or step into my line of sight
For I’m a shadow in the dark

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poem by Justin Robert Cooper
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