we are who we are
poets with meaning and words
give us this day
to remember those that
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The leaves rustled
In the cold breeze
Around the stillness
Of the old Haunted House
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The loneliness
That one always feels
No tender kiss
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He lived before my time
His voice unique
His songs so sweet
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The moonbeams glistened in the night
As the stars shone down upon the upturned face
Of an innocent child as she prayed
Silently she whispered
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In between the lines
as we go about our lives
we often seem to think
no one loves no one cares
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Fluffy bunnies how sweet is that
Hoppity hop in sweet candy land
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I know what I am
A perfectionist
I maul over this
I maul over that
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It flourishes in the tropical sun
Its colours radiant
A burst of sun
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The loss of a child
Is barren and cold
Not feeling any more
The movement in life
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