Ros Venn Poems

Room 6 is always cold,
Sun radiators and energy efficient lights have no effect,
Exams, English and French all in Room 6,
Two levels Higher and ordinary,
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Life has two points, a beginning and an end,
It can be lived a multitude of ways,
Positive, negative, boring, interesting, sad and many more,
For some it can be a persevering and others “a walk in the park”.
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Why is there so many flowers on the ground?
What do they represent?
They say one petal is equal to one day she'll never see.
What is life, if one so young can have it stolen away?
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I
On the day that I was born,
I was gifted with this ability,
And a Curse, between them I am torn,
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Some say this was my choice,
I did not see a choice,
In that I decided to stay,
Oh, thank heaven, let's pray,
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The Reaper is at the door. I can hear it knocking,
Its scythe makes a sound. I find it quite shocking,
I refuse to answer, I wish not to give Death its entrance,
Surely upon my life, it has nothing that it shall enhance,
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I have the feeling
Just not the word
Though this is fleeting
I must be heard
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Don't ask me how I feel,
Unless you really mean it,
I'll just grit my teeth and spiel,
And smile saying good shit,
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Feeling happy, feeling strange,
Am I insane, or deranged,

I've done something cheeky and bold,
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I glimpsed upon a god, sitting alone in the shade,
She was in her own world, hidden not displayed,
In front of her, the sun shined down a ray but not on her,
Instead, she had an aura of a reddish orange, perhaps a blur,
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