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Poetry Page Six! |
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Broken Dreams by Laura Wagner
So long i've waited for this moment, But you stroll in and ruin the world we've created without you. Better off, out best kept secrets keep reapperaing, Staining the white porcelain that was yellow before you left. Glass falls, quicklyshattering in my eyes before it had time to hit the ground, A representaion of my heart when i leave it in your hands. Watching this makes you laugh as we dive to save a vase that isn't of value to you, Bending down to pick up the pieces hurts my emotions and my soul. Hurt once again, blood drips on the tile, soiling what i treasured, You walk towards me, and I fade into the background........ |
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Becoming.... by Laura Wagner
The transition is hard, but i must stay focused, Although i know the rigirous path may be hard to follow I tread on. Obstaclescome from out of nowhereto make me stumble, but i arise with passion, For as much pain as i have been through they are not worthy enough to defeat me.
Standing in my way, haunting me are the difficultys that at times are hard to bear, Like thorns in my side holding me back, lessening my will to go on. Vanished dreams of what i thought was truth; realizations of what may be the future.
Nevermind the pain, they say, but it makes walking a burden during this hardship, Throbbing nerves, sore legs, and blank memoried overcome my senses hopelessly. Very soon i will reach my destination, and it all would've been worth it, Praying endlessly, I hope one day to get there and start becoming...who i will be and let go of what i am. |
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Verite en Fois by Laura Wagner
Hesitation always follows and aword is left unsaid, Pieces are commonly left behind, a truth hardly read. Emotions kept behind closed doors, a place you're yet to see, Opportunities overlooked, shances lost, a future remains to be.
The light turns on but without a room to fill, All hope doesn't prevail, a mockingbird to kill. Without sun or the warmth, underneath the night's cold breath, Wandering endlessly, still chasing something that has already left.
Fate's given up on a few, but not all to say the least, Letting go seems to much at times; will wonders ever cease? Very slowly justified and barley even there, Almost one "verite en fois" is misplaced without a care. |
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A Dream by Ann Marie Petrizzo
I had a dream that me and you, would be together one day soon.
But things fell apart, When this dream shattered my heart which was marked when i found this dream wouln never be
Can dreams really come true? Could they come true for people like me and you? These are questions we may never know the answers to
Life is all about dreaming then i'll keep dreaming of The happiness of being friends with someone like you |
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