Natalie Marshall Poems

Black as night
with shades of grey,
thorns so sharp
its pointless to say.
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Dear Mr Sorrow
I wrote this letter
to tell you how I feel.
Maybe it will make me feel better.
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The figure is silhouetted
against the setting sun.
The figure seemingly growing larger,
and then it begins to run
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Imagine what it would be
like to die
a horrible death
falling through the sky.
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I hate Birds,
and I have no words,
to describe the feeling
of all the birds creeping.
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