Clare Murgor

Skies was so clear but felt missing
Calmness of the water sounding disguised
and into a path beautiful with oak leaves
Whispers of the willow filled
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The morning was beautiful,
Rays of the sun rather kind
In need to make it's way through pieces
In need to disseminate itself to light
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The sun set each day
But underneath it a silent cry
Hoping to get away
Away from a sadistic world
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It was that silhouette
She always paused to see
No precise figure
No precise movement
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But, nobody knows about us...
We can rewrite the stars to our constellation
Maybe add paint to the moon, ?
Make it brighter?
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I walked past her
Went back to glimpse again
Saw her then...
The girl in the mirror
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I'd love the waters to take me
far beyond the horizon
But who knows what's beyond
The waves come by as though chased
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Lilies are pretty
So are roses
Would you pick a white one for me?
Of course, lilies
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A huntress
No a hunter
, , from a far he was seen
Walking towards a cottage
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A game
It was always a game
It is always a game
No blinking,
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She is not that girl, ,
The girl to sit at a table of many
The girl to smile at the table too
The one to fight to gain
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