Mary Nagy Poems

I'm not wishing for diamonds
or my own money tree.
I'm not a fan of fancy things.
Those things...they just aren't me.
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I'll sit here in my bedroom
where the silence is sometimes deafening
(when I have thoughts on my mind
that need to be discussed) .
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As I tried to grasp some meaning
from within her silent cries,
I felt her soul reach out to me
from deep within her eyes.
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Is it pop-up paranoia
or can they read my mind?
Each time I simply think something
on my screen I'm sure to find.
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I’ve just received an S.O.S:
That read:
“Please Save Our Souls”
“This life has been so horrid
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Sitting for what seems hours
listening to the rain
I find myself hypnotized
by the puddle
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You're that extra little something
that can make me feel so good.
You're that voice that often answers
when ''I wonder if I should....''
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For the first time in my life
I am silenced by sorrow.
Questions go unspoken.
Answers remain unknown.
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You are my little angel
and I hope you'll always know,
I love you more than life itself.
I've loved watching you grow.
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My throat won't stop constricting, I just can't look away.
I really need to talk to you yet I don't know what to say.

I will not let the tears fall. I'm stronger than I look.
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