Echoes reverberate (Lyrics)

Misfortune is, has always been, a twisted kind of fate,

When the wheel turned, I should’ve learnt, made for my escape.

– For me it seemed too late

– A bad hand dealt by fate

Brother broke the glass,

I’m caught in the blast

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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Never thought I could be saved, from my ingrained family traits;

Supposed to work for the man, who can never pay me back.

– And I look out from the hood

– To find you where you’re stood

What a gift to give:

Hope and reason to live

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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And when your friendships bail, leaving you in need of help,

I will carry you home, holding tight to my only hope,

– because yours is a glimpse of heaven

– turning me into seeing reason

Such a picture perfect face,

Stars align to copy and trace

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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These last three posts I wrote this month. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

©Please do not copy and edit, or reproduce without permission from the author (Abelia May) and full acknowledgement of the author (Abelia May) and website address

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