Missy Lynn Poems

Against going
Was forced into
Leaving the
Worst loss
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Crazy is the life we lead
Out of control sometimes
But remember in times of need
Someone is looking out
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Night creeps
Slowly by
Haunting those
On the streets
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If you stand about this hilly place
Nothing in life alien to you
If you are standing where the holy ground is
Where a cross marks every grave
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Dancing embers of your cigarette tip
Burn a hole in my heart, for your gone.
The lingering melodies of the soft lullabies
You sang, haunt my soul, and chill me to the bone
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It is in your control
Able to switched on and off a
It can be changed to suit
In its prime it glows brightly
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Soft fuzz and gentle disposition
Little ears and clam love
Beatty black never ending eyes
Say you were my best
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The tears of loss echoed
Understanding so far
For someone so small to know
And said mother
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Gladiolas flower
Before the spring sun
Minutes turn to hours
Then the day is done
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Sitting close a tangle of arms
Hanging heads cheeks touching
Both wondering what is next
They urge without words
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