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  BRADLEY LESTER (18-07-1966)
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Why Did You Do This To Me?

Why did you do this to me?
You promised that you would never do this but you did
I loved your daughters as if they were my own
You didnt know how much they meant to me
But you have come between me and them
Why? Please tell me why?
Was I that horrible to them? or to you?
What did I do to deserve this?
I really did love them you know
My silent tears wont be heard or seen
I'm empty inside but you dont feel the same way
You see them every day
You are able to laugh and cry with them
You are able to hug and kiss them
I used to be able to do that
But not any more, not anymore
And this hurts me more than ever
I know that we have our differences
But why punish me in this way? why?
I am not a bad person inside
I have no hidden agenda
But you treat me as though I meant nothing
You treat me as though I still mean nothing
Where is your motherly love and compassion?
Please dont hurt me this way, I beg of you
Let me laugh with them please
Let me cry with them and just have fun?
Why did you do this to me?
What is someone takes your daughters away from you?
How would you feel inside?
Would you be able to live without them like you have forced me to?
Please let me see them again
Please look deep inside your heart for the answer
Bradley Lester



Will you make love to me again?

Will you make love to me again
The way you did before?
Please baby say you will to me
Your body I adore

I want to feel you deep inside
I want to hold you near
I want to feel your lips on mine
I'm scared you wont I fear

I really want to be with you
I want to feel your touch
Oh baby, please say yes you will
I need you oh so much

Will you make love to me again?
Oh baby dont say no
I really want to be with you
My lust for you wont go
Bradley Lester



Your burdened eyes

Your burdened eyes of glazened wet
As tears your cheeks do burn
The silent gaze or worried look
Your heart is mine to yearn

Your hands upon my face are warm
Yet trembling steady hold
You look to me for pleas of words
of words that are untold

Your burdened eyes they seem so dark
of gloomy cloudy skies
They search for mine to find the truth
They're asking me the why's
Bradley Lester



A Few Simple Gestures

These are simple things I'd do, if you were mine to stay
I'd do these things, to show I care, the morn of each new day
I'd make you coffee, muffins too, and set them by your side
When you awake I'd kiss you 'hi', in you I would confide

I'd walk the miles in rain and sleet, to buy your favorite book
I'd walk back home, a happy man, along the gushing brook
The smell of fresh ground coffee, I enter and feel warm
I hand the covered book to you, still dry despite the storm

Your thankfulness is present, I see it in your eyes
You hold the book against your bosom, look up into the skies
Our eyes would meet, I simply nod, I know I've touched your heart
Your curl up now, begin to read, I leave the room and part

I'd make the lunch, you read the book, I'd do the dishes to
Just to show you that I care, and want to be with you
I'd take the washing from the line, I'd even start to iron
You read your book, I wouldn't mind, my love for you would shine
Bradley Lester
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