Chantelle Clark Poems

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21.
Goodbye

The rain is pouring down.
Your window is mangled.
I see your open mound.
Your life is now tangled.
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22.
Corrupted Blood

High above it was ashen gray.
The flames licked the sky.
That fire caused a fray.
And now people shall die.
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23.
My Angel

The air was warm and soft.
The wind billowed through the trees.
The leaves were lifted aloft.
As the water mirrored the breeze.
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24.
Truthful Mirror

Look in the mirror
See the truth that lies there.
However, gripping fear
Also resides without care.
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25.
Memory Lane

Hey dad look at me, think back and talk to me did I grow up according to plan or did I falter all the way down?
I try so hard to do as you say, I try to be your good little girl but I'm not meant to be. That good little girl is my sis, you love her so, she doesn't seem to miss. You used to be my hero, the one and only but all I am to you it seems is a relationship between father and daughter gone amiss.

Evertime were in a room together its so tense. I can't seem to make you proud from what I see. I've grown up and through the years I've changed. I was always told to try harder and as I did nothing happened. Nothings going to change the things you've said. Nothings going to make this work again! You always say you don't want to talk about our relationship, because you've done it too many times before. So therefore we don't talk at all. I guess not talking is better then fighting because fighting involves physical abuse but silence brings mental challenges too! So what now?
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26.
Anticipation

This Anticipation

I wait for this day
I am excited but sad.
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27.
Untitled

Trapped inside, a broken life
That no one understands.
A deep dark bed of sorrow.
I can't escape, digging
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28.
In The Speed Of Light

In the speed of light it can all fade away
Fade into a faint memory.
The memory of what you used to be
And the memory of the friends you used to see.
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29.
For Kristin

The rainbow will appear
After this storm that you endure
Once the rain ends there you will dance again.
The grey blur of this storm will cease
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30.
A Fantasy...

Roaming through the meadow
With the sun shinning bright.
It's like looking through a window
Into a fantasy that portrays light.
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