Ashlee Frisch Poems

It shatters in the night.
shards lie on the floor
like a broken heart.
Some are blown by the wind.
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Once known, now forgotten,
Once friends, now strangers.
Time changes everything.
Makes people different, unrecognizable.
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The seconds tick past,
a quiet clock on the wall, ticking, ticking,
never noticeable.
A minute can seem like an hour,
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What have I created?
A monster’s in my skin.
He’s taking over my life.
Turning me to sin.
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