Tia Attwood

Our journey travelled now divides
A love of which been pushed aside
With no one standing, by each side
Our journey travelled now divides
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How money buys our tortured soul,
The devils path is paved in gold.
In times of strife we lose control
How money buys our tortured soul.
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Ascending
golden lashes
curl over dawn's horizons
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My Island home
Of sun-kissed pewter
Hill-sides
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My land so rich of history
with dreamtime legends which flow free,
in hearts and mind, of those like me
which; to the vast, still mystery
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As pearls of Winter weep from soulful skies
across the swirling seasons of ones life
of constant poignant heartache caused through lies
as pearls of Winter weep from soulful skies.
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The sound of Summer's sweetest fife
as dawn's soft golden lashes rise
like Heaven's gate; at afterlife
the sound of Summer's sweetest fife
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Do not weep as winter settles
'long the rose buds we once sowed
which; once, prospered in the spring time
that became a wilted rose
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Upon a checked landscape proudly stand
The king; his nights with horse and sward, they stance
are ready to invade the foreign land
Whilst sillhoette in pweter, sternly prance.
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The Winter claims the souls of man
across the far off distant land,
when birds of man begin to fan
The winter claims the souls of man.
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The cost of freedom paid by those in blood
Those men and women fight for what they love
While charging through vast thickets and throgh crud
In hope to find that olive tree with dove
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Fireflies' bright kaleidoscopic glow
Illuminates through twilight show
Revolve in dance they tango
Each darting to and fro
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Bright
tapestry
yields
splendid
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Beneath the twilight skies with mauve tinged haze,
with feathered wings of amber spans her light,
our eyes of saphire gaze 'neath moon fine blaze,
as souffle' lips caress and wings take flight
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Soft Zephyr broom has swept across each town;
as piles of ruffled rainbow cornflakes lay
of ochre, scarlet, purple, pink and brown,
cascading down from Autumn's leaves of May,
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