Deena Hardy Poems

There it lays broken and mangled,
There it lays destroyed.
For wait, I see a light.
For wait, I see you.
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Is it too much to ask to have someone there to warm me when I’m cold both from the weather and my own suicidal thoughts.
Is it too much to ask to have someone to lie with at night like a serpentine in a dancers nest.
Is it too much to ask to have someone care for me without asking for what I am not ready to give both mentally and physically.
Is it to much to ask to have someone keep their interest in me and not become bored and move on.
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My heart has blackened,
My soul is stripped,
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I am numb inside exept to pain

I smile, I laugh, I pretend to be happy
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Endless sky,
looming trees,
Never ending.
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to the falling of the walls

from the right to the left
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