DaunaLee Martens Poems

I remember going to your house,
Staying up till the early hours of morning
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I’m still sitting here,
Missing you,
Wishing that you were right here beside me
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Do they know?
I wonder.
Do they know the secret?
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Where does she turn to
When she feels alone

Who does she go to for help
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Nobody cares
Nobody stops to
Notice
The girl sitting alone
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Who are the angels
Sent to earth
By the Almighty God?
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the sun shining down on me,
the clouds watching over me;
a raindropp glistening on my cheek,
before it falls to the ground below
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