Liz Connolly Poems

he means not what he says
he says not what he means
he's like an angel wrought with horns
or a devil wroght with wings
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once upon a universe of parallel design
my heart resided in your arms and yours i kept in mine
your soul i stowed in lockets, your voice invaded my dreams
i guess that goes to show that nothing is as something seems
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the speed of light
the black of night
my feet don't touch the ground
the tunnel closes
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it starts when something drops
thats the climax to the break
crushed
powderized and pulverized
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i run, i rave,
i'm none too brave.
am i to rock to world?
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Eskimo kisses
Eyelash wishes
Weighted down with falling snow
Rosy, freezing
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Drowning in amazing brown eyes
A smile that says
I don't want to go
Takes my heart
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I am the little girl
With the curls on her forehead
Burdened by the curly top's curse
For when I am good
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They tell you what to do
Fine.
Bring you up
Pay your expenses
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I think I cannot cry
For I can feel no pain
I'll take insult with ease
For tears just fall in vain
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