lamia harker Poems

you used to write stories
to tell the world how you felt
twined with pictures fitting.
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A whisper
A touch
A kiss
Forever quiet
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So,
here I sit,
wondering upon all these things
as tears fall down my cheeks
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god came to me in a dream
he told me of the wonders in heaven
and horrors in hell
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beauty lives
and dies
as we watch
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she steps aside among feathered wings
and in her hands a heart beating, stills.
she smiles with premonition. licking at the tear.
visualizing truth in the breaking
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saline secrets echoed
across his shattered
smile
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what has become of perfection,
tilted against the rose
broken by the light
shifting into shadow
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careful and departed.
half a petal's width,
until gone.
stained lips,
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a solid stack of dusty tomes
a prayer on which she built dreams
each one to fade; discard
no promise lived became as it seemed
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