Ros Venn Poems

Room 6 is always cold,
Sun radiators and energy efficient lights have no effect,
Exams, English and French all in Room 6,
Two levels Higher and ordinary,
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Life has two points, a beginning and an end,
It can be lived a multitude of ways,
Positive, negative, boring, interesting, sad and many more,
For some it can be a persevering and others “a walk in the park”.
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There are times when we are weak but we most be strong,
There are times when we're at our strongest but mentally fragile as an eggshell,
There are times when we give into our temptations at our weakest and strongest points,
But there is always a tomorrow.
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A being cane to me in a dream one night,
It took the form of a baby with the voice of John Hurt,
It said that It took that form in order for me to comprehend It,
It had an out worldly presence.
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I wake up every day, but each day seems the same,
Each day passes as a blur of images, that I can't put into order,
There are no more days of the week, it is as if they have all blended together,
It has become hard to see where one starts and another ends.
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I am the one who can see that under your tough exterior, you are made of glass,
Others and yourself, hold you on a fragile pedestal,
But one day I hope that the wood will rot, and you come falling down,
Then you will lay on the ground like a shattered eggshell, but all the king's men won't be able to put you back together,
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For once I can say I feel proud of myself,
I've achieved something small, but great to me,
And definitely insignificant to others,
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Don't worry about me, I am an oddity,
Thanks for your concern,
I can see it's out of modesty,
About me you will learn,
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Can you feel it seeping in?
In your blood, in your skin?
From your fingers to your toes?
But to your skull it mostly goes?
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One of The Elements

I spotted you in the corner of my eye,
You are so beautiful that someday while in your embrace I may die,
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