Hope Jenson Poems

You stalk through darkness
Voice seeping through joy
Death in your veins
you seek it out for another
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Perfection is imperfect
for it does not stay for long.
The world we have is broken
and cannot hold the song.
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Was born without the air of life,
Who knew you’d live with tons of strife?
Beauty, the earth had yet to know,
Until your face the Lord did show.
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Shallow ponds, at first glance, are fine sightes to behold.
There is nothing unexpected, no monsters to fear, and the water is rarely cold.
But once you delve in you soon get bored, for shallow pools with no secrets can never hold your interest. And there's one thing about waters of little depth, they can easily be swayed, by outward forces, out of your control, that do not care for your play.
I once saw the ocean, and felt a little fear. How can a thing that goes so deep ever be held dear?
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