Mary Nagy Poems

It's silent
except for the buzzing
of the flourescent lights
in this deserted classroom.
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I'd like to tie a tourniquet
around your wounded heart
and watch until the blood
stops dripping
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My every muscle hurts.
I fight my eyes for sight.
It seems my day just starts...I blink
and once again it's night.
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Why can't I be happy
when the world is at my door?
I have all that I'll ever need.
I couldn't ask for more.
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Love is a verb.
Why don't you understand?
It's not just something you can hold
or give from hand to hand.
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They said ''You'll never make it''.
We said ''Just watch and see''.
No matter what they thought back then
We've made it and we're free.
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Why am I so selfish?
I should think more of her.
But instead of seeing what could be
I'm being so immature.
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I always wondered
where my love of books came from
it certainly wasn't from
all the tender moments
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As I creep down the path of forgiveness
and I search for my own lonely heart,
I yearn for the feel of completion.
I must finish what God made me start.
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I watch them from the corner of my eye.
(because I don't want them to think I'm weird)
I wonder how I could get what they have.
I wonder what happened
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