Lariel Morihsta Poems

It wasn't till the time we became runners,
That they laugh at us,
For our greed.
For our knowledge.
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Tic toc,
Its the clock.
The door is lock,
The monkey has dock.
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From brighty yellow,
To soury green.
In white they garb,
Yet black they came.
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Strong Lavender filled her body and soul
The moonlight sparkling on her bare skin
As her Ornaments ravaged, violated
A Pair of brown spot stood on mountain top
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He brings a book,
But sits like a tulk.
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Eleanor oh my Eleanor,
What brings you to my bed room door?
Did you miss me?
Do you need me?
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The sound of the unwanted rang through the streets
The wind spikes its thin yellowish skin
The hardness of the new world
graps it's fragility bits by bits
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Shadows hover in every soul,
In the deepest depth comes their greatest goal.
Only to destroy every men's whole,
Leaving behind a larger hole.
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The stars below me sparks like a golden dime
Though they envy of the stars above me
Yet they do not have the time
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I may not be good enough
Just another girl in the rough
Trying to be tough
With a tear in my laugh
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