Tessa Richardson Poems

Losing a friend, is like losing fingers
its part of you and you bleed too.
With a guilty sensation that constantly lingers
like losing fingers, it hurts.
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From her back grow tattered wings
Thru glistening eyes you see vicious things.
You see her sufferings, her hurt and pain
and that all she died for had been in vane.
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O so desperately in love am I
Is my love so deeply in its bloom?
O my heart cries out, I can't lie
But you can't see it, you write my doom.
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A knife in my hand
cuts on my wrists.
Its only what it looks like,
no more jists.
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I thank-you my friend
for understanding I can't find elsewhere
Although I near my bitter end,
I hope you understand this letter.
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My time grows short, my darkling.
My heart suffers like moon's shadows.
I dream not of our painted memories,
I no longer remember anything between us.
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So here is where I lay broken
By so many words left unspoken
They think that I can be repaired
When my thoughts and feelings lay so bared
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Hell is treading at my heel
So much affecting what I feel.
The pain is just so so right, so real!
So here I stand at heavens gate
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Forever in your arms I'll be
Safely under lock and key
With you I hide the beast in me
I keep it where only you can see.
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Somewhere in my mind
the ghosts of my past haunt me.
Love had left me behind,
and Its power continues to taunt me.
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