Lilyann Monahan Poems

Sir did you feign a death my dear,
I just don't understand it.
Why would you do such a thing?
And make me so desperate.
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There's never a moment my mind is set free.
I always worry about him, if not him, then me,
It's not fair he is tired from medication so strong,
I feel it's my fault, for things going wrong.
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He doesn't give me anything,
Words are all he provides
Yet my free will is lost,
Because to me he guides.
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A gentle flock with beauty prized,
so priceless, yet so true
That few can hear them singing proud,
through trials through and through.
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I'll conquer all my vices one vice at a time
I'm a lucky woman to see,
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I want the rose without the thorn,
I've been damaged quite enough.
When someone loves me completely,
They will see my strength is I'm tough.
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