Giovanna Marasco Poems

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In a land far from here,
And deep in the past,
Lived a nymph who could talk
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I contemplate my life,
Each struggle and each strife.

In death, are we not the same?
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Green strips of paper
Float past outstretched fingertips
The wind laughs aloud
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I have spent too long
In this cage forged by regret
Will I ever leave?
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I wander through each crowded street
Bustling and busy is London city
In vain I attempt to count the feet
All beauty is lost in each person you meet.
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You were given a choice,
You didn't need to come,
But now that you've arrived
There is nowhere you can run.
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Our ever-lasting love
Finally has ended,
Our day has come and gone
And I am left alone.
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Fly away birdie,
You know not what you see
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The flowers outside the window,
Have withered into crippled buds
Coffee-stained, white roses,
Sullied, now impure
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The sky above us
Holds us tight
Without its comfort
We succumb to fright
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