Hermione Femalton Poems

Happiness is nothing;
When life feels like death,
Happiness is nothing;
When nothing gives you breath.
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No black door to hide behind;
You're feeling so exposed.
Now you're gone, they don't need you;
You have been disposed.
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Her face is cut and dirty,
Her clothes are ripped and torn,
She sheltered under door-ways;
Weary and forlorn.
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You're frustrated and you're bitter,
No-one caught you when you fell,
Now you're poisoning relationships
With the lies you tell.
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Who could spare a glance,
For the angel with broken wings?
Who could stop to hear,
The crying song she sings?
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We watched the people living,
From our castle in the sky.
We watched the people laughing
And we watched the people sigh.
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The wind calls your name;
Whisperes in my heart,
And through this bond of sky;
We're never far apart.
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It’s hard to live,
When you know you’re dying;
It’s hard to talk,
When you know you’re lying.
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I live my life in silence,
My words are laced with pain,
Trying not to fall apart;
Please, God, just keep me sane.
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I'm drowning in my sorrow,
I'm drowning in my pain,
And all the time I'm feeling,
That everything's in vain.
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