Miss Liz Poems

I’m hurt and you say I’m the only one to blame,
Because I have used your name in vain
But how could your name be used in glory,
After such extensive stories?
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Feather soft skin, weaken the knees with absolute desire…
Full of character and personality as sweet as summer rain….
With a reluctant spirit as free as the autumn leaves
A wave of golden hair brings silence to my thoughts
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Confusing is all that it is...
Because nothing is known
And the understanding of that statement is pure treachery to all beliefs
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8 years old
My little squirrel died
I know I must have cried
As years went by, I forgot that pain
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