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When we talked you promised
That you would never leave
Then I told you of the demons
And how they made me bleed
...

A single question has brought it all back again,
Even though it was asked so innocently,
I remember,
I can smell the smells
...

I felt you brush against my arm
Herd your voice, but it wasn't you
And slowly watched you slip away
I was afraid
...

I am the worst of me
Murmur
Whisper seductively
These visions
...

What will I find?
Something to help me?
No one should have to walk through the fire alone
No one should have to brave that storm
...

The choir sing out that strong, ceaseless chorus here
So sweet, like leaves in the street
A celebration for hope and refuse
To keep each other Keep warm
...

Barely half asleep
Dreaming I was turning
Morning broke
Dragged me out of bed
...

There is a loneliness in this world
So great I can see it in every tick of every clock
People are so tired
Either by love or no love
...

9.

I promised Brandon I'd always write to him
It's one of the few promises I've kept over the years
Promises painted with words like ‘I will never change' fade off the sides of buildings
But I have no regrets
...

We walked
Touching starlight for goodbye
He and I made this trip during the night
Finding adventure in lamppost light kisses on the
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Gather like storms as the night turns its skin into coal
Dark but cluttered with gold

You are nothing less than angels cast down covered in the bloodiest mess of this world
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We move by instinct
Swinging madly
We move by instinct
Like lepers drive the doubters from our homes
...

You've a pretty mouth
Left to linger on my skin
I will roll off the city's skin make you remember me
Kiss me one last time
...

I say these days I'm broken
Hard as earth
Frozen still like ice collecting on my car
A perfect broken image
...

At times I've shouted at the world and you
The people around me react
I think at times I'm scared
I'm like a change in topic
...

Pick up the phone
Blessed are the fingers that paint the broken elbows
Coming through the window
And use your fingers
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There is a rhythm in the scraping of your tongue along your teeth
Comes across as hell inside of heaven in a feast
Where you ripped two different holes
They won't cauterize as cleanly as you think
...

Children paint diagrams of God upon their hands
Hoping somewhere on this earth they can find a place to stand
They feel safer than a statue when the pain in life demands
Its fear but it understands
...

19.

Your eyes have their silence
Your most frail gesture which I cannot touch
Your slightest look will unclose me
Though I have closed myself as fingers
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I've come here
Worn out
Begging on my knees
I'm just trying
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The Best Poem Of Lora Cooley

Question Marked Innocence

When we talked you promised
That you would never leave
Then I told you of the demons
And how they made me bleed

I made you promise crazy things
But your words weren’t enough
I couldn’t believe you loved me
I thought to love me was to tough

When I cry about my past
And say that I’m ashamed
I know that I am the one
Who is to be blamed
Then you hold me tight
And say that it’s okay
So I cry for my lack of innocence
And the things I couldn’t give away

When I can’t sleep through the night
And the memories start to hurt too much
I burn myself and tell you,
Because you’re the only one I trust
You say your better then you’re past
You tell me that I’m strong
You say that I’m the love of your life
But if you only knew
The kind of thoughts I think
And what I used to do
You tell me that it doesn’t matter
And that you love me anyway
So I cry for my stolen innocence
And the things I shouldn’t have given away

They all said my body lacked beauty
And it made my confidence fall apart
But when I let you look
You marveled at me like a work of art
I then held you close just to say
Remember this moment and don’t let it fade
So I cry for my question mark innocence
And the things I wish I gave away

I never felt a thing
Before I gave you my heart
And when those bad memories won’t fade
And I feel like I’ll fall apart
You will tell me you love me so
Then as you wrap your arms around me
And say you’ll never let me go
I know you really love me,
And you’ll keep me safe from harm
You know I’ve been hurt,
And abused in every kind of way
So I cry for my loss of innocence
And the things I gave away

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Prince Chibuike 12 April 2010

Yea its true originality is the word for your poem

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