My soul is gone and my heart is broke but through the night i can see the smoke that clouds my eyes as tears begin to fall. May evil stay as i fly away to find love that keeps me at bay but I know that it will never come. Stay with me as i fade away to the brilliant different shades of gray that consumes my heart so i can never leave. Stay away so i can lay and close my eyes so i can say I don't want to see another day.
The First Poem
It is the letting seeing part
that has kept me silent
after speakin in pen
for years.
.
Be gentle with my
offering. It is how I
feel becuse that is after
all the definition
and use for poetry.
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Stella L. Crews
01-29-16
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