Cheyenne Price Poems

i think missing you is just like saying i don't believe in anything
i’ll give it all up to see you again and that should not be
jolted to a special place that I shouldn’t have these thoughts of going
just yet
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my cure has not come by way of anecdotes
i've been the butt of alot of jokes
it picks and it pokes
it claws and it chokes
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i remember your sparrows
impressed that they came from you
we always were renaissance men
it shouldn't have been a surprise
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dangle your wisdom in front of our faces
hopefully we'll all be children
greedily reaching for something
we not yet possess, but painfully need
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love cares not for my health
love gives me pain on the inside
love burns my stomach and cools my heart
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she will never know
there was never a time for anything to spark
she does not see me
she cannot hear me
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my mind roars in the room
like blowing dust from each page of a book
its language unmistakable, yet easily misunderstood
its words too fast, yet repeated enough to get the message
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oh night's eyes; shine some of your light on me
I won't come out until I can see past these clouds
earth's seasons are slow turning pages
that we diminish for low wages
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i may not, i can't, i shouldn't, i won't
trusting me is something you don't
risky move to be so damn strong
pivital points when you're usually wrong
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honey, are we not eating the bee's 'love juice'
is it not the result of their hard labor

consider leaves to be the litter of trees
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