Gone
Greeted
the world in the City of Gold
Childhood
so sweet was never cold
Up the
Brow down the Hill
So trendy
friendly sexy a thrill
Virginity
gone at an early age
Alluring
ladies from the stage
Late
night snooker always played
Avoid
those who dealt to trade
Nation
shifted from blonde
Upheaval meant
no bond
Losing
the tie no tears from eyes
Fractured
dysfunctional blood ties
Look in
the mirror facing back
No
picture no mirage along the track
Suspended
emotions frozen attitude
All that
is left are platitudes
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