Nisho Olme Poems

I met a girl, I loved her so
Her hair was honey, and skin was snow
She made me feel like I was fine
Until my demons killed me…
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For once I’d like to go to bed
And think of something new,
To close my eyes and not be swarmed
By memories of you,
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The happiness I show
Is just a mask to hide my pain
A place where all my sadness hides
Like teardrops in the rain
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Cry me a river so that I may drowned,
And never again shall I have to be found,
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Tonight you said you loved me
As I slowly fell to black
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There once was a soldier,
There once was a lass,
There once was a girl with a heart made of glass.
Along came a bullet,
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I’ve never really noticed,
How I smile when I’m with you;
Nor have I ever pondered,
What it is, to me, you do.
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The way you steal my every thought
And center it on you;
Betrays the humble pretense
Of the girl I thought I knew.
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It’s in the way you never care
And permeates the smile you wear
It’s buried in your chestnut hair
And showers you like rain.
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I know a girl, a little rose,
That cries alone and no one knows,
She dies alone inside her room,
While I pray for my rose to bloom.
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