Paula Glynn Poems

I live the apartment life
Where my quiet neighbours
Look through curtained windows
And know all that they can see
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An 18 year old girl
With eyes wide open
Yearning to see the world
But she is a lonely and lost girl
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I taste the orange crush,
As the sunshine pours down on me,
I feel the heat of the desert,
Make me melt like ice cream,
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Mysterious man practising black magic,
Predicting events,
As surely as the moon rises after sundown,
For black magic is here,
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Cleanse my skin with holy water,
Let the water wash away all my sins,
As I search within,
For truth and justice,
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The summer sun soaks my skin,
Its red rays making me melt like ice cream,
For summer is truly here,
As I taste an entire rainbow of flavour,
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Like a spider's web, she spins yarns,
Telling tales of spies and affairs of the heart,
For she is the village gossip,
And always know what's going on in town,
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This is a bad hair day for me,
As I am stressed, depressed and badly dressed,
My hair won't do what I want it to do,
And I am fed up of calling him with no answer,
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I have travelled far and wide,
I have seen the world, every conflict,
Every aggression, pride and every side,
I don't know who I agree with,
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Like a broken Cinderella,
She turns in the jewellery box,
There is no exit, no escape, no hope,
And she is hanging from a noose rope.
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