Violetta Sunshine

In the sweet air of summer,

Let the gentle melody ring,
Over the bright bed of flowers,
Violet and red roses alike,
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Oh how I wish I had a child of my very own,
I would teach it all that I have ever known,
We would go for picnics in the park,
And on bonfire night see the fireworks spark,
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I would not have been quiet throughout school,
Or let the bullies have continued for so long,
I would have tried to appease the fights at home,
And tell somebody whenever things got out of control,
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The tall and proud trees,
The magnificence of mountains,
The power of the rain,
The enchantment of the snow,
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The moon is my face,
Lingering in the dark,
Eerily white with fear,
Empty like a cloud,
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Infant cries in the dark night,
Cat howls in the moonlit street,
The town clock striking another hour,
Curtains blowing eerily in the wind,
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I was born,
I lived,
I died,
Everything in between,
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Longing in idleness and despair,
In hope and expectation only am I alive,
Finding desperately a smile or laugh,
Evolving into the mystery of death.
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Plaguing my dreams with words,
Open up my written mind,
Enter the illusion of my thoughts,
My heart on a few lines.
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The sweet singing of the birds,
The friendly rustling of the trees,
The crisp freshness of the air,
The gentle stillness in the atmosphere,
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My mind is only written down,
Not uttered to a living soul,
Silence is better than submission,
But it is not the same thing,
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A friend is the best gift you can have,
Someone to laugh with,
Someone to learn with,
Someone to lean on when things get tough,
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The bare trees hovering above,
The branches rattling in the wind,
The leaves decaying in the ground,
The mud a slogging slope,
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She held the knife in her hand,
The silver blade glistened with promise,
Her whole body shook,
As she lowered it to her wrist,
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