Carol Nichols Poems

Tears secretly sting my eyes

A feeling of fear so intense
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Who am I if I'm not someone else's

What am I doing building other people's dreams
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A little girl sits at the edge of the sea

Digging for creatures in the cool, wet sand
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On a salty night

with an evanescent mist
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She had eyes as blue as the ocean

On it's most clear and beautiful day
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