Rachel Henley Poems

you are the pulse, that races through my blood and bones.
You have made me human and vulnerable, where i once was stone.
once i thought i was destined to be alone,
and upon finding you, i have found my home.
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The gun does not make you a hero.
The flag you bear, does not give you an automatic right.
To shoot anyone you see fit,
Anyone you catch on sight.
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The beauty of love, in its pure form.
Due to mankind has been strewn and torn.
We have tortured love, all of its feeling.
Over used, for all the wrong reasons.
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There is a difference,
Between being used for sex,
and letting yourself be used for sex.
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Faith. Is not for the invisible man in the sky,
Or for the leap the brave do try.
I fail to find faith in a bible text.
Or the hand on my shoulder, 'I'll do my best'
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I will paint the delicate petals,
of all the flowers in the world.
Telling you of how,
and why I fell in love with this girl.
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Lover I know your pain, I know that your sad.
How life can be so cruel, how life can be so bad.
I do not know the right things to say,
I struggle to find the right things to do.
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We all want to be loved.
Yet some cause violence,
Some even cause acts of hate.
Please correct me If I'm wrong.
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This violence in my mind.
I struggle with the languages.
To define who I am.
My heart feels lacking always.
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I would never abandon the memories in my heart.
What I felt is still there, even from the start.
You still love me, I could hear the croaking in your voice.
Did he make you choose? Did you even have a choice?
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