Bobby Ferguson

My Subliminal Image

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I see all my life ...though eyes are closed
when asked my thoughts ...I supposed,
When asked for truth ...you have my voice
what of opinions ...you have your choice.

My thoughts when written ...no-one hears me
your eyes are opened ...yet you can't see,
I lost my heart ...my soul went too
now you discard It ...what shall I do.

I know you hear me ...though you play deaf
Feel your heart beating ...feel I no breath,
your kiss from heaven ...when on the ground
If I am lost ...with you I'm found.

You're by my side ...when far away
I almost left ...you asked please stay,
Know what I'm thinking ...I see your eyes
I know that smile ...now no goodbyes.

Bobby Ferguson 2013.

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