Sharron Stephenson Poems

may the memories of the past
stay safely in a box
and not to worry
of the scary minute
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my days are long and lonely
my nights are dark and heavy
my weeks are unhappy
my months are just months
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the words i love you will never leave
my lips again

the trust i held has gone
...

when life is blue and dark
you have a friend to call
when the day is black
you have a friend to call
...

i wish the last wish
i hurt for the very last time
i call the last call
i cry the last tear
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to sprinkle the dust of magic words,
around the bauble of colourful coral,
douse the pieces of your heart into the,
centre of the oceon deep with love,
...

the tip of a iceberg starts with a,
dropp of water frozen in time, as the cold,
spears spreads over and over, and the bottom,
will rise to the top and breaks through, from,
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the day you left,
the gap was there,

the fortune in our hearts,
...

to entwine the minds hold the,
soul with the touches of the embraced,
bodies,
with the colours of the rainbow,
...

to set my brain to work i need,
to write the poems i feel.

put the feeling from brain through,
...