Lee Sharon Poems

Bullies, is a everyone has experienced ride,
as in they got picked, there is surely no escape,
you cannot hide.
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A broken pencil is not much of use, only to be expected thrown into a bin.
It's value is no more there, just to see the image of it being tore apart like a piece of paper.
How poor it looks! No matter how much beauty it possesses. With it's beautiful craved wood and brightly painted colours, high qualities cannot even compare to the simplest of it's kind when broken apart.
It's wood breaks into two, leaving only what brings the most attention to it: Sharp edges of wood broken apart in halves.
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Peace, that is all the world needs.
but how long could peace last?

As the hearts of trouble ones,
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When everything is dark you open the curtains.
Like a shade that blocks the ray from passing through.
And a starting of a glow that pierces through the darkness,
which spreads entirely.
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