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My Poems
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| Well as you can guess this is a mixture of poems that I love written by me and my best buddies! |
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| PRAY TO THE GOD THAT DOESN’T EXIST I have memories of bright days lost Traded for those of pure black And if I had the chance I’d like to turn just one clock back I’d like to see those days again The ones that shed no tears Just as I'd like to hide the days The ones that are full of fears So I pray to the god that doesn’t exist For a fate I know won’t come So I pray to the god that doesn’t exist For a fate that cannot come So I sit in the graveyard full of death I sit on my marble head stone I think of the days not coloured black I think of the days I wasn’t alone ’99 Shaqira NATURAL DISASTER You choke out tears of anger Your tears stream down of blood You rage sends oceans crashing, thrashing Causing land to flood An earthquake is the tremor of your overflowing rage Your fire burns the records of why you’re in this cage Your hail falls from your sky, like your internal rain People come and tell you of how they can make you well What do they know? You’re a natural disaster, living in eternal hell! ’96 Melinda Russel This one is dedicated to my best friend Laura YOU… You made me remember the good times When I could only remember the bad You promised me a return Of the peace I long ago had You never left me alone When that was what I wrongly thought I needed You never dwelt on my faults Instead you pointed out when I had succeeded You made me laugh When I felt I would cry You made me live When I wished to die. SUICIDE NOTE ONE BOY HE STOLE MY HEART FROM ME AND THEN HE WANTED TO SET IT FREE HE LET THIS GIRL SIT ON HIS KNEE TOLD HER THINGS HE NEVER TOLD ME WHEN DAD CAME HOME HE SEARCHED FOR ME IT WAS LOCKED THE DOOR HE BROKE HE FOUND ME HANGING FROM A ROPE AND ON MY BED I PLACED A NOTE: - DIG A GRAVE DIG IT DEEP MARBLE STONE FROM HEAD TO FEET AND ON MY HEAD STONE PLACE A DOVE TO SHOW THE WORLD I DIED FROM LOVE. ’98 Carla |
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