Olly and Molly Tsi Poems

They say our fate is held in the stars
Tiny silver pinpricks
That decide our future
But what do the stars care
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A red flower sits
Its brethren not awakened
Beauty unrelenting
Twisting petals
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Its a soft gentle glow
Not a raging fire
A warmth that feels like home
Safety
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Bright eyes
Shining with interest 
Looking around in awe
Too innocent to be broken spirited
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This darkness blankets us
Shields us from the world
From the truth
That things are no longer as they were
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A dark alleyway
Of broken promises
Hope fades into the black
And blackest of blacks hide
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Bodies lie
In quiet graves
A freshly lain
Joins their lines
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A clock ticks
In an open classroom
And looks upon the faces
Surrounding it
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A flower sits
In a lonely field
Its petals overlapping
One by one
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A void
Chasm of endless sorts
Unchanging for centuries
A deep black grips eyes
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