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                                  Knowing by Janet A.
Sing me to sleepYes sing me a song of painSing me a song of hopeSing me to sleep dearPut hope in my mindHelp me realizeI will be fineYes sing me to sleepSing me a song of grace
Tick TockI can't help it Tick TockI can't help that when I am aloneI see you with her Tick TockAll the seconds I see you kissing her When you promised meForever
Divorce   The word divorce is defined as the legal dissolution of a marriage by a court or other competent body, But that’s not all it means.  
What incites the rise from my rest? What keeps the beating beneath my chest? What brings me home like bird to nest And takes me beyond mountain's crest?
I'm nine years old  and what do you know?  I got these feelings,  how do I show?  At the computer I sit and out my fingers, poems flow. One, then two, four, five, ten,
Is it petty of me to not immediately name my family? Am I a bad person for not pointing out a friend? Is it a sign of not being humble enough that I do not whisper the name of God? Maybe I'm hateful? Maybe I'm frightful?
Did you have to cut me off  with those sharp edges. did you leave on such a thin note? heavy harmonizing with my reality? tuning into my pockets i emptied in following my heart on that flight to you?
Stop playing games Don’t continue to wait Stop denying it Say you love me.   Stop using words Stop writing cards This is really not that hard Show me, you love me.  
All this time I have been looking For what I wanted to do it took me Up to this point to figure it out Beyond every eureka and doubt Hold on a sec, I think I've got it Until, oh no, I just forgot it
I used to be here, Didn't we all. History shows, Powerful nations, Always fall. But we never worry, Never show fear.  Just shake our fists,  And drink a beer. No! Don't cry,
The elegance dripped from her body onto her toes, as if someone had taken and lifted her above and beyond my world. Had draped beauty over her soft spoken words and slowly released all her pain until there was no more.
Becoming a part of but I don't Feeling separate and different Not considered or thought of Even when we are so close My presense vanishes in your sight As brave as I am I can't make you value me
knowing when to run , knowing when to fly Knowing when to look back, knowing when to question why knowing when to run , knowing when to fly knowing when to live, and knowing how to survive
I don't know why or how. I don't know when or where. But I do know who and I do know what. The who is you. The what is love. I love you. I don't know why or how. I don't know when or where.
It comes upon me like a storm. A torrent of emotion In motion. A certain fear I have. The fear of ending. Not breathing, Not blinking, Not being.
As I walk through the door, nothing but childhood memories hit the floor, calling me back to where I once stood, happy and understood.
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