EMMA Funnell Poems

I squint through the keyhole,
Push open the door,
Pearly white feathers lie strewn on the floor.
From pigeons these feathers could well have been hacked,
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Written with a pen,
Sealed with a kiss.
If you're my friend,
please answer this.
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If I was a bird,
I would fly up to the sky.
Bring down all the stars for you,
Just so you wouldn't cry.
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I look into my heart,
I feel so lost.
I cannot find the end,
This pain for me will cost.
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Clouds moving slowly and glowing red,
As the Sun sets down on the glistening sea.
Watching as the star come out to play,
They light up the sky for me.
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The trees move in the Winter Forest,
They sway with the gental breeze.
Naked as the leaves fall to the ground,
And the water will slowly freeze.
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I've never wanted anything in life,
Apart from to be loved.
But no-one could put enough effort into loving me.
As all I get is hate.
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She sits by the window,
Gazes into the night.
Wishes upon a star,
That you would come kneel by her side.
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A mirror spearates us,
Just one piece of glass stops our touch,
Yet no-one can pass.
A hand out to reach you,
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I wish I could stop feeling like this,
I'm putting my life through hell.
I'm destroying myself and hurting the one's I love,
On the past I must not dwell.
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