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| Sammi's Poems |
| Even Angels My broken wings Sit upon your dusted shelf Because even angels fall When you're not here And even angels die When you dont care My tears quietly approach my Crystal eyes But have forgotten to spill forth Upon my porcelain cheeks Cheeks they have visited More times than they Can count I face the sunlight While walking slowly to the end of Oblivion All at once A bell rings An angel sings And I Fall Speak To Me Will you speak to me In that smoky voice of yours In that breathy gasp of yours In that stunning tone of yours I ask you ever so often What you see in those cerulean eyes Dusty and shaded Upon a stolen shelf Taken into flights of fancy Upon my bronzed surface Sun kissed and shining rays Caressing my membrane Is that what you stare at? Hour inside hour Minute after minute Spinning webs of anxiousness To watch my every move Like a ballet concerto I thrust out my heart And you take it To keep it Locked away inside of yours But what happens when the sun goes down? The lunar glimmr bounces off my now pasty whiteness And you move away Sublimely into oblivion To await the moment Of the luminary appearance But Now I Only Wonder It occured to me the other day You never look at me With windblown hair and hazel eyes And a voice as smooth as the sea I used to be looking in the mirror Now all I see is glass Money, looks and sex Is all the anyone has I used to wonder what it's like To watch the years pass by But now I only wonder How many you lose before you die |
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