Conor Matthews

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It’ll be gone soon,
That’s no excuse for now.
Just because it ends,
Is no reason to rush.

You can’t live your life,
Years spent wondering how,
You’ll go like fallen leaves,
Vanishing in the brush.

The worst you can do,
Is go before it’s right.
You’ll never know for sure,
How it…



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The burning ships behind you,
Ruffle and rubble like thunder,
Fortelling fortune or fatigue,
Promising plunder or blunder.

The shore you cross,
Still blistering at night,
Were looming cliffs defeated,
By the crashing waves’ might.

The only witness to your arrival,
Is the grass upon the dune,
Always under your feet,
Or above…



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Do you have company,
Or did they invite themselves in?

Because I’ve met our friends,
And when they play you’ll never win.

Rarely are they angry,
But they still can be.

They love hiding in the dark,
Before running up behind me.

I’m worried how you all met,
I thought we…



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A woman went into the woods,
Though born in a city,
Raised in a home,
She can be found,
Only where she found herself.

Few go in with her,
Fewer after her,
Thinking she’s among bricks,
Hoping she’s in bed,
Longing for promises.

For her it is the woods,
For one…