Annie Long Poems

Love isn’t a battle,
One you should just take,
It’s not a present or a gift,
Everybody makes mistakes,
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Life is seen as a race to some,
Everyone wants to be best,
Leave the rest,
To fight and struggle their encounters alone,
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Quieter than silence,
But deadly as night,
The fields are full of violence,
For alas there is a fight,
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I may be small,
But I know where to start,
Apperance is not all,
It's what you have in your heart
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Remember when I was not a disgrace?
I barely do,
Now you are disgusted by my face,
All your web of lies,
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Everyone starts in the valley,
Waiting for life to get better,
But get up and try,
The mountains may be steep,
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If I was a feather,
I would float with the breeze,
Wafting through the air,
I move among the trees,
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There was a girl that wished,
Her life would be like a story rhyme,
Her life was blemished,
She felt like grime,
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Splashes of a wave,
Shook the deck,
As even the brave,
Look to the sky and saw it wept,
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With their large fangs,
They haunt my every move,
Threatening with Dodges and Mustangs,
Every Battle I lose,
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