Briana Knight Poems

Shining brilliant in the dark of night,
introduction only after lack of flight.

Quickly, wings went through a transe
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I sat willingly in a chair.
A chair of fear and indecision.
I sat there because you said you care.
Letting breath a life worth living.
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Broken though you hold me togather
Promises that are empty.
Love as a song...soon to go off.
My heart is the wounded petals you asked for.
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I felt its fingers befor I saw its smile.
It tugged me gently out of my slumber smiled and embraced me.
Clothed in a clowed so white man has never known.
A rainbow about its feet and golden crown upon his head.
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Why think ye, dear child, that ye stand alone?
Surely, I too, though mine time hath gone.
I hath been stepped upon, also left to be singled.
Thy's heart is not the only one to hath been mingled.
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Broken pieces of a mingled heart screams in defiance.
Abandoned and left to bleed by its twisted alliance.
Longing for the fingers that once held the peices together.
They dropped the shreds, left it to bleed forever.
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Lost peices seek only to find
Two twisted broken hearts bind.
Not all of the peices fit.
The ones that are left alone, that's it.
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You've heard of the line between Love and Hate?
People lied. In actuality that line is great.
So great that on it you can stand.
From way up high, you can see all the land.
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A piece of U hang around my neck.
It was Urs, though it was a part of me.
My touch! Yes, delivered with Ur hand but it belonged to me.
As i belonged to U.
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