Debora Soramaki Poems

I count the tiles on the floor,
I count them till there are no more.
I count the bricks upon the wall,
I count the pictures down the hall.
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One day there was a box
Delivered to our door,
Why was it there
Just sitting on the floor?
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' You've got dandruff! '
Was the little boys reply,
As the biggest, monstrous white flakes
Kept falling from the sky.
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Every day
My heart yearns for you
You live your own way
Yet you always feel blue.
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I'm sorry I can be a pain
Must be something in my brain
Always trying to run away
Maybe this time I can stay
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The house next door
Was a mystery to me,
Blood and gore
Was all I could see,
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When the sun is beating down
On this dusty desert town,
I gotta go,
To hike in the mountains
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' Charge up your batteries,
We're going for a ride, '
Says Motorcycle Granny,
' There's no place you can hide.'
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We took a limo to the airport,
England was our destination.
Looking out the airplane window
Came to be a fascination.
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When it's quiet, you hear noise.
'Quiet, did you hear that?
I think it's the boys.'
Don't even whisper, did you hear?
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