Emily price Poems

out here the wind it is cold
i have just sold
the last of my belongings
no home is calling
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As i look out above
I see the moon shinnying bright
I cant help but stare
What beauty the moon brings us
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The soldier stood there in pride
Knowing he no longer had to hide
He did his duty
As a deputy
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When i saw the running water
i thought of father
he on the open sea's
out there with the tree's
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You see me walking down the street
walking away inch by inch with my feet
all you do is watch of what you could have had
now your feeling sad
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i walk down the halls
hoping i wont fall
the people around me stare
that is what i fear
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afraid to lose everything
but the question is when
when will everything you love
be taken away
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i meet him eye to eye
will he ever see me for who i am
or just past right on by
then he goes with them
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Death is cold
Death is for when your old
Death is peaceful for other's
Death is for when mother's and brother's
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A fallen angel i see
Gets up and flees
I follow it
The Angel goes into a pit
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