Caltha Garafi Poems

Violet eyes
Captivating, under blue skies
Possibly cultivating, in the right light
Or maybe destructive, filled with spite
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The girl is smiling happily, she seems so very pleased.
But if you knew her story, you would feel ill at ease.

Her bruises are no accident, it's not just all a laugh.
Her father likes to hit her, and attack her in the bath.
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Come, beckons the night,
Let us dance together, and chase the dreamweaver
I am not laughing at you
It is only the laughter of the past
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All your desires,
your hopes and your dreams,
I will destroy them,
How funny it seems,
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