Bella Ravenstar Poems

Upon my weary back
I carry an enormous backpack
It is heavy
Too much to bear
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Look at her
She sings
She dances
Like a cukoo bird
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In this life
Dark and light
We must be sad
To know the glad
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Everyday
I get down on my knees and pray
Then I read
Those sacred writings
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Another day she waled
Feeling all alone
Today she felt dreary
Her afflictions heavy
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We were all born
With an almost unquenchable void
Some search yonder
Some do find it
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Summer days
We walked on the sand
Closely knit together
My trust, my confidant
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True love isn't what we really think it is
It's not when two lovers are passionate for one another
It's not when people deeply love eachother
It's not between husband and wife
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A silken screen
Grey and White
Hazy
Dreamy violins singing
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His skin is paler than winter snow
He looks as though he is a ghost
He dresses as an undertaker
All in long black
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