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| ~My Wall~ |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| My wall stands firm Hard and rock steady inturn Moulded by granite No man can with stand it It is harsh and strong But still knows no wrong It was built to protect me from all that hurts Instead of you making me feel my unworth It's strength lies within it's boundaries it has made You dare not tresspass them for you were once forbade! |
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| Why Does It Trouble You So? |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| Why does it trouble you so, that I'm in this world all alone? Why does it matter that I'm unhappy in my grief and suffering? Why have I accepted my life in solo flight wandering far from holy ground? Why aren't you there for me or at least following an alternate path of leaving me be invisible? Invisible out of your way; out of your head convenient! I can forgive you anything but the convenience of my absence. I can forgive you anything but the obsession with all above me. I can't forgive you that you left me in this world all alone. |
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| Lurking Beneath |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| Oh why can't you understand that I can not let my passions go? I would lose myself if I were to let them show. There's something wild looming and lurking beneath. I can't control her once I pull back that last and final sheath. She hungers with lusts and passions in a well so unknown. As I hold her back I know her deadly fires have grown. She is the seductive mistress within me that wants to be heard. But instead I try to tame her and keep her passions curbed. Her desires speak out ever so needly. But I keep them chained up with my will very greedly. I can't leave this temptress break out. Or I'll lose myself without a doubt! For I am Jeckyl to her Hyde. And I can't just leave her nature win her prize. |
| ~ HOPE ~ |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| Hope twinkles like a fireball When I wish upon those stars that call One moment of crystal clear vision One true task; a final schism I forgot that hope is what is always left As it seems to settle right on down into my bosom's cleft It reminds me to keep all my dreams While my body and soul rips apart at the seams Hope is eternal and should not be forgot When you feel low it should be hard sought Hope is left when nothing is there So keep it near your heart and wrap it up with care! |
| The Younger Years |
| A Poem by Melissa Jean |
| The age of dreams unshattered And a time when life was not tattered Those were the younger years When my life was not a mess And I was never under duress Those were the younger years When all you had to do was flirt and fluter an eyelash and then get something free When your walk alone brought all men glee Those were the younger years When you were allowed to play in the fields among the blades of green grass And you had no idea that work was such an unending pain in the ass Those were the younger years Oh yes those were the younger years |
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