Ichigo Streck Poems

Although the world, so vast
seems cold, yet welcoming,
How can one feel so lost?
Does one seek the lost,
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Not a specific favorite, but it'll do.

Lucy.
Blond hair
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My mind is blocked.
My body torn.
My heart lies in pieces.
I cry.
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Six feet under.
Buried beneath loosened sand.
It's cold.
Clammy hands clasped together
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Taken away,
Forced from home.

They quietly watch
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It's your birthday,
right now today.
You're just that special,
in every way.
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He offers it,
Quietly he holds out his hand.
She looks,
taking in the curious object he holds.
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