Shelly Langley Poems

Is there a part of me that always existed?
Vivid color thoughts drift through my mind.
I'm an instrument who nature uses as a paintbrush.
Nature has not revealed their true identity.
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I hear him laugh again and again.
It must be him, his cartoon friend.
Not too soft, not too loud,
Not too mean, not too proud.
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I'll try to not think of you.
But it's truly hard not to,
To see all your disguises
Your compromised prizes.
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I crawl through my mind at night.
When the lights turn down, I might.
Turn into a twilight state.
And I find my rage and hate.
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Numb to it all and happy inside.
Don't mind the dishes or the bills are not done and unpaid.
I can't deal with the emotional ride.
Don't mind to see my apathy fade.
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Please tell me.
What has been hurting you?
Please tell me
What can I do?
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My house is a mess.
Can’t fit in my dress.
That I bought last year.
I’m having myself a beer.
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In starry night of twilight sleep,
I hear confessions of locked souls keep.
As if I could ease and cease their pain,
From troubled souls existing insane.
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life's game
women's tame
the sad bliss
of the lost kiss
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I remain sexual disturbed.
I watch you galivant freely.
The chastity key I gave to you.
You stole from me, never returned.
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