Sharron Stephenson Poems

whispers of heat clouds if cold
movies to cry pens to write the soul
memories of lines cars ice cream and control
lies are told to protect
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a drop of blood
scrap of the night in the eye of pain
the thought of the murder of the heart
killing my soul
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A pause a sweet hesitation,
The answer to a ring.
A walk of pride the proudest smile,
The answer to a ring.
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The heart of love and dreams,
A game of dice and life,
An open door to the souls of courage,
The failure of a promise.
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check the time with the beat of the heart,
change the sound of chance,
remove the doubt the hint,
and cushion the love with the winds of fall,
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the first smile from a,
newborn,
the look of love in their eye,
the touch of the hand to the,
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read my heart please,
as i am a open book,
to hold someone as,
as special as you,
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to be treated as a equal,
the start of the end must,
come from us,
from the date of brith,
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a stab, a kick, a name
calling is all bulling,
from a child to a adult,
it is all the same,
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to merg the heart and mind combine,
the fight and kisses,
clash the season and the months,
to understand the way of the people's,
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