Helen Young Poems

Sweet, innocent, positive angel
Creature of the light
Mean, angry, cold, negative demon
creature of the darkness
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Beautiful yet harmful
the peak of full bloom
Sways in the wind
Eerie glow under the moon
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A cool touch on the skin
eyes slowly closed
sharp pain on the neck
then pleasure if you relax
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As the teardrops fall
onto the dry cement
the birds are sadly calling
as the female watched as they left
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