Lora Cooley

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Question Marked Innocence
When we talked you promised
That you would never leave
Then I told you of the demons
And how they made me bleed
A single question has brought it all back again,
Even though it was asked so innocently,
I remember,
I can smell the smells
The Last Lost Continent
I felt you brush against my arm
Herd your voice, but it wasn't you
And slowly watched you slip away
I was afraid
The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit
I am the worst of me
Whisper seductively
These visions
You And I In Unison
What will I find?
Something to help me?
No one should have to walk through the fire alone
No one should have to brave that storm


Prince Chibuike 12 April 2010
Yea its true originality is the word for your poem
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