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poems 4 and 5
Dreams of an Unbroken Heart(poem #4)
I lay in my bed
tying to find my dreams
my chest hurts from the beating of my heart
when I do find my dreams
all I see is death and hate
the beating of my heart
or the dreams of killing and hate
I can't tell which is worse
sometimes I wish the beating and the killing
would stop
I wish I could close my eyes
never to feel the beating or to see the killing again
Wait(poem #5)
an abandoned parkinglot
drenched in rain
a boy waits
waits for his love
his head hidden in a hood,
a tear rolls down his face
the warm loving hearts of friends and family wait inside for him
but he waits
waits for his love
ok
poem #5 is really poem #3
i just never posted it
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