Christopher G. Turner Poems

The beauty of a kiss
The touch of a hand
The heat of the night
The passion grows
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I was your best friend.
I cared so much for you
Look at everything now
How could you do this?
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Day to day, I feel no more
All of my pain is gone
I am dead, dead to you
Can you see me?
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Being held in a cell
In a dungeon full of hate
Awaiting my execution
Is this my fate?
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Time passes by ever slowly
Every second is an eternity
Waiting forever impatiently
Oh Lord, what is time?
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Another late night awake.
Spent counting flashes of
light like a blind snake.
Sleep is for the dead.
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I lay awake thinking,
blinking, and making
any necessary retaking
'Tis half past eleven
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The eye in the sky
Ever seeing of the vie
His gaze passes by
Will it be a tie?
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This feeling becoming common
Feeling tired, feeling down
Needing sleep, not wanting
Should I attempt to sleep?
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Life is a complicated thing.
Nothing in it will come easily.
You've got to want something.
Really want it, then go get it.
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