Jennifer Kay. Simmons Poems

A want deep inside;
False hopes, and a vision.
Skeptical fears;
for a fool to be taken.
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If today you look back, there will be no tomorrow
Enter the hallway that has no end.
Those who lie usually steal;
mark them off as mentally hollow
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No answers are given
Questions unheard;
Do they matter?
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One out of three don't sleep at night;
They say whats real is just a dream.
Darkness hides all the monkeys in the trees;
Open your mind, Think of nothing, and you'll see;
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Blindness driven to madness;  
 Love on the way to hell.
Cold hands, Causing weakness 
 Lacking money. 
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You know when you know;
What you know, you know.

Its how the story goes

Into the darkness,
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Arm swingers, lighter holders, and those standing on corners holding signs.
Some dance around like no others, While the hard workers spoil their lovers;
And the wind still blows outside.
Dare devils, and risk takers meet up with the mind blowers;
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Life these days is the same as a sliver.
If you scratch an itch, a sore will get bigger.
Throw pennies at windows,
to get open doors.
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Minutes take what hours keep
When you lose sight of what used to be
Smoking monkeys in the trees
In a Clouded realm buried deep
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Los que se balancean los brazos, los que sostienen encendedores y los que están parados en las esquinas con carteles.
Algunos bailan como ningún otro, mientras que los trabajadores miman a sus amantes;
Y el viento todavía sopla afuera.
Los atrevidos y los que toman riesgos se encuentran con los alucinantes;
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