Nicole Henson Poems

In the midst of a full moon

When all souls have gone to dream
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one day
one hour
one minute
every passing of time holds a part of history
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I stand with this noose around my throat

as a haunting voice counts down towards this end
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An evening glow

The moon appears
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I dream another world

I see stars shining and a moon glimmering
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A day does not go by
that I think why am I still here
why is my heart still beating in this rhythm
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a gift so wonderful

no one will look away
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this rage overcomes me

I want to scream and let frustration take me
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I came to this world an angel

with golden hair and crystal eyes
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these days they come

these days they go
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