Lucy Hall Poems

I believe, I believe, she told me to say,
just 1 year before my fairy went away.
I lifted up my hands, high above my head
up toward the ceiling fan, whilst standing on the bed.
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Now my heart is shattered where do the pieces go?
Where do the remnant’s of you and our life go?
Now my soul is pained where does it hide?
Where does the aura of my soul hide?
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In the summer you stole my heart
In the autumn you loved my heart
In the winter you played my heart
In the spring you broke my heart
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I don’t want tears
I don’t want sadness
I ever asked for it.
My heart, broken
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Falling, Falling to my death
soon i will have nothing left.
I tried so hard for all these years
felt love and hope but still in tears.
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