Nena Shawl

Crack goes his whip
Striking fear into their hearts
Slapping them from head to hip
Day in and day out
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I’m in love
It feels like the feathers of a dove
My heart pounds faster than lighting
Sometimes it gets quite frightening
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I promise never to let it die
No matter the reason of why I cry
It’s not mine or yours, but a part of a little thing I call my heart
I’ll carry it around where ever I go
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Poems are easy to create
When you feel like there is no other escape.
So here I go to try to explain
Why I’m writing this anyway.
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Watching his eyes begin to speak
Mouthing the words of the meek
Continue to hide sadness and fear
She dies inside knowing no friendship is near
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Look at the rose
With little green toes
And a head of fire
That burns with desire
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Breathing fast
Take it slow
Could be yes
Maybe no
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A dream is a miracle
But some call it a fairytale
Something untrue
Something you shouldn’t stick to
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