Missy Lynn Poems

Genteel and elegant
Suitable and right
Refinement is scant
Vulgar and rude
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Out reach out stretched hand
Mercifully clinging to life
Do not let it slip
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Hurry rush
Scurry
Get to me
Before it’s to late
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Though you may die
My Love for you never dies
Though you are in heaven
I feel your presence on earth
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The brilliant minds
Of a generation
Wander the halls of
There own souls
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I am blinded
As if sprayed in the eyes with acid
I am mute
As if born with out words
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A box of cereal
On the oven
A towel slung
Over the chair
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People think in there heads that
One must not be religious
And if they are, to hide it
I see this man in grace and light
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Crescendos of cerulean reflect
In the spherical disks of your eyes
Seeing within my essence
To my bottomless being
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Life is getting bumpy
Things are not so well
We pull each other out
Of our quintessential hell
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