Erica Olson Poems

pops think their know-it-alls
so sassy, cruel, mean
think they rule the world
which they don't
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she walks at day
she walks at nite
she quietly goes about
checks on everyting is not desturbed
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feeling alone
feeling scared
people talking to you but wat about
you don't feel great
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scared of wat happened
scared of wat might happen
seeing wat happened gives you the creeps
seeing wat it looks like makes you cry
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wild life is all over
including the city
wild life is something you
can't get away from
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days go by with out a word
don't I matter anymore
we don't say anything
silence between us
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something makes me
feel weird
everyone sometimes will have the feeling
as if your stomach is doing flips
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once the shadow fills the sky
and the moon has risen up so high
a wolf wanders alone
escaping its lips is a lonely howel
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can love hold or last
wiht out saying it
being there
unable to see eachother
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sitting there quiet
still and frozen to perfection
just sitting there holding me and
adoring me never letting go
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