SinJace Ramos

My spirit's strong
But my heart is weak
As a single tear
Rolls down my cheek
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I like to write a poem
That would be fit to frame
Proof to those who read it
My love for you won't change
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All your fears
Are at their height
When thunder strikes
Late at night
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I'm but a soldier
In an army called life
In my right hand a pen
In my left one a knife
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I can't help but contemplate
Of the mess I made
I could never calculate
'Cause my memory tends to fade
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The angels sang
As the Lord arrived
He had a glee
In His eyes
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Do you remember
The first time
I reached to touch
Your heart with mine
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Put some lift
Beneath my wings
Play a tune
Make my heart sing
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The Mystery Writer lives
In each broken heart
A voice that was silenced
By a love that was lost
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No need for words
To be said
When I lie
With you in bed
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Don't ever ask me
To let you go
What am I
Without my soul
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I am America
The world my domain
Born to lead
Destine to reign
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I know a girl
Name Erica
Lost myself
In her karma
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Let me be
Your valentine
Until we reach
The end of time
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Caribbean Princess
Has arrived
Where I land
I always thrive
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In the end
You let go of
Turned your back
On our love
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As I review
Acts of my past
The love I just lost
Won't be my last
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First they were two
Now there's three
Another leaf
On the family tree
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On the day you were born
A piece of my heart was torn
You took it with your first breath
As I held you to my breast
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Had we been
More sincere
We needn't spill
So many tears
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