Alex Harris Poems

I woke up quick I stole the moon from the sky.
I looked at my life and I wondered why,
I have been blessed with things that I have,
I'll cry from joy and people will laugh.
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Here she lay
In past consenting form.
Golden slumbers all she sees
No smiles to awake her.
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Said the darkened girl to the self righteous boy,
'Child, where have you been? '

'Child? But children? I've two years on you! And of what does two consist? We can say years are one point two but truth is true that two times out of two, I'm not over you.
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Your friends are your voice
Your father is your hands.
It wasn't always this
Winter became autumn
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