Cassandra Reiman Poems

Thunderous mountains brought forth from slumber.
Clashing on air in the midnight mists of souls
Spiral to the depths of the earth
Seek the mother to grasp the answers
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Half Creator of my life
Gentle to the touch to soothe my wounds
Taught me to walk and grow through the years
Stayed by me to comfort, if I were afraid
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Sinister craving pierce within
Wicked humans laugh no more
Tantalized too long from temptations
Ready knife thrust, to carve the soul
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