Elizabeth Wheaton Poems

She's in her cradle she's not moving one little bit
I bite my lip and to find her resting on her side
Tear drops from eyes
I softly touch but no response
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Evil walks the same path as I do for evil is within me.
When I take a step, evil takes a step with me for evil holds my hand.
Evil will always be there when I fall, always ready to pick me up again.
For evil doesn't hurt me as the people in the light seem to do.
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Maybe I've passed my expire date
Maybe I shouldn't be here
Why don't you through me away, I have expired you know
Why keep what's expired if you can have all that's still good
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Airplanes, airplanes fly through the sky with amazing speeds they fly, look out the window
At little world below it's amazing.Airplanes, airplanes look at them fly, they fly through
They clouds and wind. Some fly to London and some to war carrying survival supplies for
Their country. Some may die so others will survive.
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I dived to get my breath but in stead I got my death
And watch my life flash before my eyes
Once more
It was the end
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