Joi Till Poems

The sky cries for the lives lost

When it rains the skies opens up and let’s go all of its sadness.
It cries for the lives lost.
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How do I imagine living in a silent world?
To never hear music or laughter or even crying
To never hear my mom call me her sweetie-be or to hear her say I love you
To never hear someone say happy birthday or even just a pain old hey
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yea im different
im the silent one in the group
but also the weird one
im the loud one in the group
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I just want him to hold me
In Silence
And for it to be okay, for it to be comfortable
To rub his hands up and down my arms
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God hs given us girls so many things
gifts and curses you know what i mean
But one of the things I am thankful for the most
my mother the best thing I could ever hope
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Boom Boom Pat Pat Boom Boom Pow
the norm of the drums of everyday
but my friend the little drummer boy
goes by his own beat
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i love that feeling
that new crush feeling
the butterflies the exciment
that hold your breath feeling when he comes around
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he's just not that into to me
that would be ok
if i wasnt so into him that the memories of his kisses
are in my mind like instant replay
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Some people say i live in my own world

and their right....so what?
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i work at a camp...or what i call battle

i suit up every morning with my sneakers ready for chasin, my bandades ready to heal
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