stacy ferkol Poems

The cold
haunts me like a
stalker
I feel it deep down
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What would happen
if you were
told that today
was your last
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Can you walk away
if I told you
I had a secret you
couldn't know, would you
...

How are you gonna
hide the wounds?
How are you going
to cover
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He haunts my days
He haunts my nights
I don't have a say
I have no rights.
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We follow them like broken soldiers
I let my emotions smolder
I pretend to veer
But they pull us together like a herd of deer
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There's the jocks and the preps
There's the nerds
The preps believe they can be temps
The nerds are like a herd.
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