A separation/ a loss?

Cut those chains and steal awaySurrender grief another dayAnd chase the coming storm with hasteAll worthless lives condemned to waste.Now tether all to whome cry foulTo save thy monsters glaring scowlAnd separate all kinds betrayedThat sit upon their thrones they’ve made.So, bless those stories with amourBut test these words yet never moreAs fortune seeks a… 

Cut those chains and steal away
Surrender grief another day
And chase the coming storm with haste
All worthless lives condemned to waste.

Now tether all to whome cry foul
To save thy monsters glaring scowl
And separate all kinds betrayed
That sit upon their thrones they’ve made.

So, bless those stories with amour
But test these words yet never more
As fortune seeks a wiser soul
Of mine? There seems no point nor goal.

Now split your values, pare them clean
Scythe this conciseness you’ve seen
Stay thy tears to wash away
All signs of grief another day

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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