Fane Oat Poems

I got mixed up with the wrong gang,
They smoked Marijuana and said lots of slang.
I said ‘sure, ’ just to be cool,
But now you know, that I was a fool.
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You will never be alone,
God is always there.
You will never be alone,
With God there is no despair.
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How is a first kiss, so special and true?
If you know that there will be many after?
Different lips, of shapes and sizes,
I can’t take my first kiss from you.
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A pure white stallion, in a crowded pen,
Whipped to submission by hating men.
No longer wild and free.
No longer happy you see.
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Snow falling on the ground,
Little white flakes to be found.
Lift your head to the sky,
And watch the snow zippin’ by.
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I tried so hard, to be my best,
To be popular like all the rest.
They stampeded through the halls, like wild Mustangs,
I wanted so much, to be part of their gang.
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A hoard of dreams, lost in dispair.
It really seems like nobody cares.
The trouble and pain to be a dreamer,
Is even more than to be a schemer.
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Everyone screams, ‘Yay! Yay!
Hallelujah, it’s a Snow Day! ’
Hot Chocolate, dripping down our chins.
Forgetting about all our sins.
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As a symbol of love to always be,
The Petal is indeed a Mystery.
All together, a romantic rose,
But alone, this flower shows.
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I fall into beat with you,
steadily, steadily.
As we move along.
My body is close to yours,
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