Wilma Barnard Poems

If you take a rope and hang me from my neck
You wont hear me utter a sound trying to beg
If you put me in a closed room, let poison fumes role in
You wont here my crys that will make your ears sting
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She presses the gun on the side of her head
For there is nothing left to be said
Her tears are streaming down her face
Leaving traces of fear in its place
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It will take some time to get over you
Yesterday I saw the feeling was not mutual
My kindness, respect and sorrow became anger
For you have put my heart in danger
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It was that night a while back
When my eyes closed and my body fell from track
He came without warning out of the dark
The last sound I heard was a hounds bark
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In the dark you can see his eyes
Glowing like the moon on the sea tides
He hears your breathing, its too hard
You see him moving quickly in the dark
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For the first time now I see my life is one big mess
Constantly making mistakes of uselessness
Never have I reached the top making success
How terrifying it seems to be me now
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She didnt want you and now you are mine
But now she wishes she could turn back time
She drives you insane playing the mind game
For she wants you back, its for you to decide
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Everyday I watch her as she walks past
Everyday she leaves my breath agast
The highlights in her hair
Her white skin so fair
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This is a story spoken
Of how all her bones are broken
Feeling how the Blood increases
In her veins they fall to pieces
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