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Renee Thirteen Poems
I look out of the window. There is no one there but you. I close my eyes and say, sometimes I hope you would just go away.
It was dark that night, and I was scared. I found your house and sat at your door,
a child she's crying sitting in the rain dark skies up above
The Great Drink
It burnt my throat and scarred my soul but little could i resist, the strong smell
The creatures of old They are freer than I Not bound by earthly chains They can run, crawl and fly
Danger one doesn't see Sounds one never hears A death that could've been prevented A lost that shouldn't have been
A bottle of snow
The sky was grey the ground was damp all was cold and on the grass
The presence of your foot prints on our floor we will miss that The sound of your voice echoing through the hallway we will miss that
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
I look out of the window.
There is no one there but you.
I close my eyes and say,
sometimes I hope you would just go away.
I laid on my bed,
in the middle of the day
I think of you.
I imagine you were there with me.
Sometimes I wish you are with me.
But then one day you came
and you said,
sometimes I think of you,
sometimes I dream of you,
sometimes I imagine you are there with me.
Sometimes all I want is you.