The Queen's Dagger Poems

These thoughts make my heart race,
I cannot keep up with this pace.
I don't want to see your smiling face,
if all you smile at is my grace.
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Am I the only one?
Please tell me honestly.
I hate it when I do not know,
Why don't you let it show?
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I had writer's block,
so I stared at the clock.
I watched the time tick by,
and I knew that I would die.
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Once the ear could only hear,
but now it must also see;
what of this wretched beauty?
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What am I feeling?
This question keeps plaguing me
like a swarm of angry bees.
I do not know the answer.
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All was calm, all was quiet, and a little bit boring
when I looked into the sky for the first time.
Out of nowhere, there comes a sparrow to perch on the roof.
I stopped and I stared and I wondered why birds fly.
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You are there when he is not.
He wanders away,
but next to me, you stay.
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Finally you told me
what I had been waiting to hear.
Finally you whispered
softly in my ear.
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I hate this feeling that I get
when no one seems to care.
I hate this feeling that I get
when people stop and stare.
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You laugh when you say sorry.
What is so funny, may I ask?
I can't take you seriously
for when I need your solemn promise
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