C.F Francis Poems

The awkward silence chokes him.
giving us double hearing
that cause our hear to dribble
like any cast away ball trying to get
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In the dark of night behind my walls

I fade away when nature calls
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I could careless how you feel right now,

your smile as turn into a big fat frown.
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You-you were in my dreams last-last night
You came -came unto me from the heavens
So beautiful
Even stars bow down at your feet
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To join us, all you need
To do is:
Put a sign on your skin.
Drink some of these portion
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I looked through the mirrors

And saw my reflection
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SO WHAT IF I'M LIKE THAT?
SO WHAT IF I LOVE TO DO THAT?
SO WHAT IF I LOVE TO DRAW ON MY SKIN?
SO WHAT IF I LOVE USING INK?
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sometimes i just want to say hi
to the person i like but
it always end up coming out wrong.
instead of 'beautiful pink lips'
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the Silence evokes my spirit'
and i cannot understand her thoughts-
she is dead...
was it my fault?
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The smell of crimson blood lingered in the room
For 30 seconds. But it was my father's presence
That was choking me. The Mind Control.
He appears through the door of my sacred place
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