Emma Jane Pearson Poems

Good memories spread out on the walls
In photos and old love notes from the past.
Everyone looks so perfect
Standing in front of crowds.
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Read the colours flying though the sky,
In blue and yellow strips.
Flying past as butterfly’s in the sky.
A bark you might ask why?
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I'm stuck in a land of
Deserted love now full of hate.
In a school playground where
Best friends are now enemies:
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Walk away from that lost soul,
Pretend that you're a painted picture hanging on a wall,
Kiss these silent dreams goodbye;
For this is the last night.
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Raindrops start to fall heavily
Upon her parade
He doesn’t love her,
Like she loves him.
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How can he continue
Living in this, unwritten book of lies?
As he watches the sky turn blood red,
Everything suffocates, burns and drowns
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You only ever have that one special friend
That teaches you to see yourself and the world as beautiful.
One way of looking at everything very carefully
To pick up on every last detail.
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We are under the exact same livid sky,
Which is blue during the day.
And grey at night:
The time which you are away dreaming,
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She's looking and scanning
All of these strangers faces,
Looking for the only one which she knows.
The only one that she wants to see,
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Here I stand,
And here you stand.
I'm In front of you,
For the very last time.
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