Charmaine Sinclair Poems

The drenching tears of a swollen heart
that will one day burst,
The Doomed that hope theirs will not break
Are the ones that face the worst.
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I went for a walk today
river glimmering lights,
winds whispering, brushing by
It was such a nice day
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like smoke,
fingers intertwined
heated passion cries
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If I were to cease next morrow;
How many ages do I wonder,
pass before you happen
to realize such a morbid event?
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This is a day
for maybe,
you and me...
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Will you swear an oath that
you could never keep,
and vow that you could always be
all that i will need?
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That a graze,
it will make you wince
when the iodine, it stings.
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It was not I that said these words
creating hurts and fatal wounds,
It was not I that with words,
maimed and stabbed-
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There are some things in this world
fated never to be gained.
For me it is your love,
that, and your compassion.
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