chalsey wilder Poems

I'm not the same girl you met freshmen year
She caught emotional cancer when you first kissed her
That was her very first kiss
And it became very fatal when you took her virginity
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Where there is sorrow there is pain
there is misery and an empty heart to gain
sorrow, misery, and pain can be a poetic train
a train that can keep you moving, moving toward the eye of the hurricane
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Do you want to know, why I feel this way
Asking why is like asking why the world is this way
Because there are few things to be happy about
It’s hard to be happy by the simplest of things
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She is lonely
Her heart, body, and soul
Screams to the heavens and to the underworld for a lover
Looking for someone to love her and to want her
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I want love, I want peace
But no uses of a dove, Just climb up the ladder of love
But it is hard for love in this century; just send me a piece of history
Just to see my story again, Over and over again a sin
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They say enjoy what you got while you have it
Well, what if you don't have anything to enjoy?
Like a shadow, miserable and meek
That's just what I am, a shadow
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It hurts
It hurts to kiss you
It hurts to hug you
It hurts to make love to you
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Rainbow, every color true and glad
And blue means depressed or sad
Red it's an ironic color, because it means love and it also means hate
Violet means anything sexual
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My secrets whisper inside him
Whispers so faint, on one could hear them but me
My secrets should never be told
Only two people know of one
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The angels with their halos glowing showing their innocence
The beauty of their pale or perfectly tan skin, glowing with purity and light
The soft silk gowns they're wearing falling down below their knees flowing down their skin more beautifully than a waterfall
And their long beautiful silky hair flowing down their backs like roasted honey
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