Anonymous Ghurl Poems

I have no song
But still I sing
I let my voice
Fly on wing
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Strom clouds swirl in the air
Disturbing hair on your head
Blowing debris in your path
Broken tree limbs and trash
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Three months and no cuts
That's a long strech of time
I'd been doing it different
Wrote it out in rhyme
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I stand in the Fog, afraid to move.
I might Fall. It calls. It wants me. I fear It.
The Crag, Hole, Mouth, End, Edge, Crack, Ledge, Bottom, Pull.
All names for It.
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Torn butterfly torn butterfly
Seeing you there it makes me cry
Torn butterfly your wings they tore
From the weight that they bore
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Go to sleep and close your eyes
And dream of broken butterflies
They tore their wongs against a thorn
You know the pain they have endured
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The Queen of Hearts is dead and gone
By her hand she was slain
The Prince stands like a statue
Quietly crying in the rain
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A letter writ in blood
Wirt apon my sikn
The reddness leaking from me
Leaving only blackness within
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Just because I'm smiling
Doesn't mean that I don't cry
Just because I'm living
Doesn't mean I don't want to die
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A Latin phrase that's kind of fun
It translates to 'Of Many, One'
It means though we are not the same
To this place our Fathers came
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