Zevanda Borjon Poems

she walks across the room
all eyes follow near
such a suttle voice
only the angels of hell could hear
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When you look into my eyes
what do you see?
Do you see a life
full of pain and misourey?
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To say I love you
is to fall apart
a black hole remains
where once was my heart
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Glistening in the sun
drowning in the rain
growing thorns around her bod
in hope
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crowded in empty space
lust in forgotten air
unable to calm your nerves
from this so called 'dispair'
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with each sky that sets
he sits in his room
drowning in darkness
trapped in this tomb
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a child sits on a swing
the breeze flows through her hair
her chance of living
is slim to rare
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I look into your eyes
but i have nothing to say
i wish there was somthing
to make your pain go away
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with each sky that sets
he sits in his room
drowning in darkness
trapped in this tomb
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how is it that the heart
became the symbol for love
when love is the gift
that was sent from above
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