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When thyself thy hear the drums,
the guns the guns, the never ending guns,
I hate them so, I'll never know why some one would kill,
the booms the booms they never end,
...

She said my name,
Oceanus de Luna,

Meaning ocean of the moon,
...

Pondering silent,
As of not to be found,
I see natures flow,
I hear every sound,
...

In an incantion she said to me,
As she chanted with such intensity,

She said that i to am,
Am a princces queen,
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Frozen as the moon, frozen as my soul,
Frozen as i remember me once being whole,
Frozen as i stare straight at the night sky in amazement,
I cry for i remember one day i must die,
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A rocky place in the woods,
Bright sunny and full of joy,
In early morning or mid afternoon,
Birds chirping delighted to be up so soon,
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I can't say we'll run away,
And see a brighter kind of day,
Lacking peril and despair,  
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I can't say we'll run away,
and see a brighter kind of day,
lacking peril and despare,
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What happens now,
What's there to do,
Really do I faun? ,
Am I all over you? ,
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Her thoughts are unwanted,
Her words go unheard,
So she hides her eyes,
and silence falls upon her cries,
...

15.

There's a day,
You'll see,
All that I aspire to be,
...

Imagine if you can,
A bird in a tree chirping ever so sweetly,
On a bright summer day,
All your worries hath gone away,
...

In a day,
One can say,
Words enough to take your breath away,
And turn your heart to a disarray,
...

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i love writing poems. even when i was 8 i was writing poems. almost every poem i write is write of the top of my head. i love every poem i write. i love all types of writing and i write all types of writing! thanks for reading this and pleas let me know what y'all think! ! I love all of your comments so much. Even if you didn't like a poem or thought I could change or work on something I'd love to hear your opinion thank you all :))

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I Hate Guns/War

When thyself thy hear the drums,
the guns the guns, the never ending guns,
I hate them so, I'll never know why some one would kill,
the booms the booms they never end,
glistening ever so often in my head, the smoke,
the smell, the wicked spell, for it dawns me till the day I die,
if I should weep then ever so softly
let me sleep and not wake till the fighting,
the gun shots, let me not wake till war dust thee take.

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