Poems by C Cattaway

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  • Sitting in a whirlwind,
    Wailing hurricanes within...

  • I guess, by now, you know I'm done;
    Can't take it any more...

  • We played the game for seven years. We didn't plan...
    Yet nothing had prepared us for the pain...

  • At least you get your woman back;
    The one you always wanted...

  • When first I asked for you to come,
    I didn't want a lot...

  • One peaceful night, calm and serene,
    The Moon lit up the sky...

  • Hidden. Lost.
    Finding her way down cobbled streets...

  • I'm sitting writing poems,
    Not sure if they're labour pains...

  • The evenings lengthen, as we come
    Towards the fresh new Spring...

  • I think that I have proved myself.
    I've shown just what I'd do...

  • The problem is I miss you.
    I really want to kiss you...

  • Isn't it funny, how scents never change,
    Even if you wear different aftershave...