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Smokey Sheffield ([info]smokeyduck) wrote,
@ 2007-08-02 09:01:00
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More old poems
Pretty much what the title says. All of these are from ninth grade.
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Let Go

Happy death day to you.
You ripped out my heart,
Cut it into bite-sized pieces.
I despise you, I loathe you,
I hate you, I still love you.

I want to leave your memory
Rotting in a dumpster,
Along with week old egg rolls and
Chocolate muffins.
I’ve tried so hard to forget but
I still see your face wherever I go.
Please let me go.
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Miss You

Broken angels and shattered crosses
Litter the bare earth.

Mourning doves sing their bitter songs
Of love lost, as they guard this place.

A willow stands over you as a mother would a lost child, and weeps.

Flowers adorn your bed,
Withered and dead themselves.

A cross casts its ominous
Shadow over you.

Years of grime cover the words
In loving memory.

You left this earth so long ago.
Oh, how I miss you.

Grandfather.
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Dream

I had a dream…
A party, a natural high.
A house, a warm bed.
An open door, bodies and blood.
A maggot filled child.
A sign from God.
Death.

I had a dream,
But it wasn’t a dream at all.
Now I can’t wake up.
Kiss me goodnight.
Goodbye.
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So there you have it.


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