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Days have turned to night,

And nights jerked to day;

Black has changed to white,

White to dismal gray.

 

Water stings like shot,

Paralyzing skin;

Vicious wind bites through,

Reaching bone within.

 

Senses dulled from hurt,

Far before the rain;

Welcome the relief,

Wash away the stain.

 

Standing tall and still,

Looking up; eyes closed;

Drown the haunting thoughts,

Fresh, and still exposed.

 

Arms outstretched defied,

Warning strengths abound;

Tears burn paths of warmth;

Hope has just been found.

 

Lightening strikes swift,

Daring faith to stand;

Laughter roars out strong,

Meaning has been fanned.

 

Clouds of doubt disband,

Rain gives way to sun;

Eyes look straight ahead,

Time to mourn is done.

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Your picture

The color has faded
The edges worn
But the memories remain
How many times
I’ve held this in my hand
The feel of the paper
Familiar to my fingertips
Drops of tears
Stain the surface
The image never changes
Only my heart wrenching emotions
As if an endless tornado
Refusing to release me
How profound was our love
Our dreams floating beyond the sun
I still feel your touch
See the warmth in your eyes
Hear the longing in your voice
As I gaze down
Yet another tear stain falls
My heart breaks yet again
I shall never stop longing
Never stop remembering
Never stop loving you
We shall be together again
Such a sweet embrace awaits us
I will never forget
As I whisper to you aloud,
“I love you darling”
With your picture pressed to my heart.

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Was that a cat I heard
It could be coming from the alley way
Almost sounds like a woman screaming
Must be a cat

Such a sweet little girl
Her blonde ringlets bouncing so
Are those bruises on her arm just there
No, must be mud

So much black that boy wears
Those things in his face must be painful
Eyes black as night shine red like fire
Must be the pollen

That man is so dirty
Those clothes surely need a good washing
Why is he holding that cup towards me
He must be mistaken

How can a car be so stuffed
That family must be moving to a new place
There are only two tires on that car
They must be moving

Gracious, that lady is so thin
I wish I could be that same size
There sure is a lot of food on her plate
Must be a model

Those children are sleeping
What a cute teddy bear she is holding
It must be cooler in the backseat of that car
It must be cooler

The storm is really blowing now
He’ll be home in time for dessert, I’m sure
I can’t hear my show for that noisy fire whistle
They must be joking

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No one cares.

Anger builds over time,
Too young to know why;
Not willing to listen,
Does not care to try.

Wanting only their way,
Who needs useless rules;
Defiance comes easy,
Who is really the fool.

No one understands,
Closed minds and ears;
Ever shaking their fists,
Simply causing more fear.

No where to run,
Never making a plan;
Rage now takes over,
Flames fueled by the fan.

Into their sanctuary,
With a slam of the door;
Kicking over a table,
Trophies smash to the floor.

Throwing in the CD,
Louder and louder it plays;
The music takes over,
Mind now in a haze.

Reaching under the mattress,
The bottle still there;
Pills fill up the mouth,
Let them come if they dare.

The room is now still,
Just the sound of the song;
Another child has been lost,
What could have gone wrong?

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