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| ~More Poetry~ |
| ~The Amazon~ |
| A Poem by Melissa Jean |
| I am the amazon The fierce warrior that walks in the mistless dawn I stand tall and proud I fight with those enemies within the crowd I am strong I wield a sword Against those Mongols in Attila's horde I am the buxom beauty that sits in her saddle high I watch each humble village as I pass on by I know no safety or harbored home For I am the amazon and I possess the jungle alone! |
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| ~CONFUSION~ |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| Confusion is what I feel ; a first in my life I feel like I hath broke the final seal and let loose strife It pecks at me against the grain My shoulders' feel the burden's strain I fight against the burning light I know now man's great plight We run out across the open plain Are we mad or are we insane? |
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| ~Feeling Free~ |
| A Poem By Melissa |
| Feeling free for once in my life Cutting my bonds away with my knife I'm not scared anymore;I fear not For I know what the purchase of freedom has bought I run no more; I stand my ground My arms and feet are no longer bound I'm watching,ready, and waiting for your attack I'm stronger now than I ever was I fight freely; I know my cause I pick and choose which battles to take My will is strong and I will not break! |
| Breaking Trust |
| A Poem By Melissa Jean |
| It's so easy to break one's trust To grab hold crumpling it into dust To inflict those pains that rip at your viens Tearing apart your fragile soul breaking it into pieces And watching your life's blood ebb and flow as it poignantly releases Trust is the last thing given By the warrior left standing forbidden Trust is a guarded stately jewel That has always been raped by the tragically cruel Once it's wrongly taken you are left feeling battered and shaken I hate giving up my trust knowing all to well I'll only be forsaken! |
| *~LOCKED UP~* |
| A POEM BY MELISSA |
| Innocence that is locked up and bound tightly in chastity's belt Sometimes in life we don't know what to do with those cards that have been delt A sainted maiden of beauty fair Locked up tightly with great care She pines her time cautiously away Searching for her one true prince to save her day She keeps her mind pure in thought She lives in a refuge that has yet to be sought She sings a song so sad and blue Her only want is to be unified....unified and made one with YOU! |
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| Warrior of a Distant Past |
| A Poem By Melissa Jean |
| You DARE challenge me? And walk across the boiling sea I WILL fight you to and fro Your own demise is all you'll ever know I vanguish ye with my cunning sword For you are not my ruler nor my conquering lord I am the warrior of distant past And I promise you if ye battle me you will not last! |
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