Nia Schexnider

The things you hold dear,

will disappear.
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He makes me smile,
...for a while.
He makes me cheerful
...instead of fearful.
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I am always late,
No matter the time or date,
I look at the clock,
But there is always a road block,
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In the night I wait,
For slumber to take my eyes,
he will not have me.
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I come from nowhere it seems and,

to nowhere am I planning to go.
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In between tasks,

Walking down a path,
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I live in a fake world.
I wake up on my fake bed,
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Well I'm not the poem police, I don't care.
But if it's others' works' you want to share,
You should at least give credit,
To the person you are indebted,
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You see her coming, her teeth drawn like swords,

She slithers her way up your leg and then to your neck,
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A cold drip leaked out of the spout,
and rained down on those daisies.

Green grass and a medow of life.
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As my head begins to spin,

and I'm told I cannot win,
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Dear Little Puppy,


You think me, a woman, soft, caring and warm,
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Do you know what it's like to be me?


With my ups and downs and lows and highs?
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I speak to you and you hear me well
You listen to all the things that I tell

But with a sigh and a moan, you grump and groan
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Didn't you know I loved you?

I loved you more than life itself,
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I have written many poems, with different forms,
About life's, many different, types of storms.
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Throwing off the robes of roles, I

Open my eyes and take my first breath.
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Take a pamphlet of the pain
of animals that have suffered in vain
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I am a paper to be written on.
I am a rug to dry your feet.
I am a blanket to keep you warm,
and a pillow for your seat.
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Nina, Nia, Mia and Marisa were happy little frogs.

Happy to tap on lilly pads in their clogs.
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