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Best Poems Written by Adrienne Theuret

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Golden Sky

There is a light that stands before me. 
I just look up and I start to smile. 
The breeze is looking so fine to me. 

Golden sky will you ever dim?
Why would you?
Golden Sky shine on 

Looking up it glows 
with my hair it blows 
Golden Sky shines forever

Golden sky will you ever dim?
Why would you?
Shine on and on. 

Looking in to the sky I see myself
The clouds dangling through the rays 
Golden Sky shine on.

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Love Gone Wrong

Lover lover where do I begin?
Laughing at your predicament. 
Seeing you crumble. 

Lover lover why are you there?
Seeing you lying, breathing with no air. 
Do not dare to look at me with such despair.

Lover lover what can I do? 
There is nothing I can do.
Laughing at your self pity. 

Lover lover what is wrong?
Do you seem to not like the handcuffs?
Incredibly I do, seeing you there vulnerable. 

Lover Lover do you not see?
You belong in the ground. 
That is were all lovers are found.

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The Show

A day ago I lay awake to my chamber,
dreaming of the sight of a rope tied to a tree. 
I walk to the window and see Bishop flashy as can be.

As you may know, Bishop is the talk of the town, 
Harlot if you ask me
Oh, there must be something to do?
Lets start with idea number two. 
 
My mind flickers into a nightmare where I disguise my plan.
My plan, yes that will do.  
Writing a letter to my darling cousin telling her of my possession. 
I describe to her how bishop is in my dreams telling me to kill.
I must do what needs to be done.
My plan has just begun.

Several weeks turn into months.
I have done God's work. 
I have to see this through. 

Now the day of the confession of Bridget Bishop. 
I sit in the crowd, watching and waiting for the right moment. 
The stage lights start to lit, I smile wickedly. 

The judge calls in Bishop, I can hear her shackles clattering to the floor. 
I feel content, all I can do is chuckle silently.
I mumble its God's plan. 
Now, its time to finish what I started. 
The judge calls me to the stand for my testimony. 
I lick my lips until they were wet, my tongue feels awfully course. 
Now the spotlight is upon me. 

He asked me question after question I just stare off into space. 
My mind is racing. 
No one will judge me, this is God's will.  
I spit all over the lawyer, and I stand up and start to thrash. 
I start to chant the things that the devil would say.
Everyone gasps, I snickered under my breath.  

Bishop looking brave I give the finale. 
I take the knife that was under my sleeve 
The razor sharp end feels cold to my neck. 

As I let go of the knife, I scream witch and point right to her. 
She does not struggle with the guards that surround her. 
I smile wickedly and quietly.

As the crowd wails and cries,
I make my escape swiftly. 
Now, to see my plan in action. 

Three days later I stand in the crowd. 
Laughing and waiting for the amusement to end. 
My dream comes to life. 

Sky turns black and clouds turn gray. 
Bishop turns to see me in the crowd and just awaits the doom.
Nothing to see and nothing to enjoy except, 
I can hear the rope tighten around her neck. 

I can see her body sway in the air, dangling, breathless. 
After she was dead, I yelled "cursed one" and threw stones at her body.
The crowd goes from loud to no significant sound.
Spotlight goes dim I am ready for the next scene. 


I am about to close the curtain. 
My mind goes blank, the show has to go to an end. 
Until I disguise my next plan.

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Widow and the Flower

A flower sits upon the window
and sees the reflection of the widow
the widow spots the flowers beauty
she stops to admire its presence

As the widow stares
her connection of the flower 
becomes mesmerizing as if 
they are one true being

 the flower welts and weeps 
the old widow becomes weak
stumbling until she looses herself

The widow falls onto the ground 
the flowers petals begins to fall with no sound
as the widow tries to rise 
the flower begins to weep in sorrow

The widow starts to cry asking why
the flower wilts and hides 
the widow gets up but then falls to her knees

As the flower starts to fade 
the widow goes pale
Lying there cold the widow held out her hand
a petal to appear with color so bright it looks so alive 

The flower is brown and shriveled
the widow slowly stops her breath
and the petal falls to the ground and it disappears

The flower crumbles with the wind
the widow leaves the earth with no sound 
and no one even cries

Seeing the wilts fly within the sky
People go on with the hope of the day
Widow dies with peace 
The flower spreads its life.

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Monster In the Mirror

Mirror oh mirror how can this be
Looking into you I don't see me
I see a monster that hides 
And a soul that just dies 

Mirror oh mirror how can this be
Somehow I want to break free 
Nothing I can do but to wait
I guess seeing this monster is just fate

Mirror oh mirror what do you see
Do you see that this is not me
Finding me crying is all I do 
Me accepting this monster is all true

Mirror oh mirror you look at me now 
Scales and scars looking so down 
Find my inner-core 
So I don't look like this anymore

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Invisible Girl

Who goes there
oh wait its just her
the invisible girl

She is never spoken a word
not even a whimper
its the invisible girl

she never wears any clothes 
oh wait no one can see 
she is the invisible girl

She lurks in the hallway 
giving us that evil glare
but nobody cares 
she is the invisible girl

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Reality Into Nightmare

Nightmare 
Come into the shadows 
Can you see that I am blind and lost 

Nightmare
Are you coming to rescue me
Only to consume you indeed

Nightmare 
Please tell me why 
You have done wrong

Nightmare 
What is happening to me
You just wait and see


Nightmare
Why cant I breathe
Because you belong to me 

Nightmare 
Will I ever be able to fight 
No you will suffer and be like me 

Nightmare 
Is this even real
You woke up by my command 

Nightmare
Do not trick me 
Ill be with you forever 

Nightmare 
I hate you 
Yes I know but I am apart of you

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I Am

I am trying to stay alive 
I wonder if I can escape from it 
I hear bells ringing and tingling
I see bars and chains around my hands 
I want to free myself from my mistakes 
I am trying to stay alive 

I pretend to accept my fate 
I feel cold and empty 
I touch the cold metal bars in between my fingers 
I worry that my escape won't be sudden 
I cry until my mistakes wash my tears away 
I am trying to stay alive 

I understand that I might perish 
I say everyday I am going to make it through 
I dream my mistakes will go away 
I try to forget the bars and chains that make me suffer 
I hope my mistakes don't resemble misery and pain 
I am trying to stay alive

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Looking Through Your Eyes

Looking in my window
seeing you there 
You look like you care.

Looking into the ocean 
seeing the wind
I breathe in the nice cold air.

Looking into your eyes 
seeing the dark hue
You have me feeling so blue. 

Looking into your soul 
seeing the goodness
I want your pureness.

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Drink Until Its Gone

Pour me a glass 
Big and slender 
I just need that bender 

Guzzle it down 
Poor me 
Poor me 

Give me what you got 
As long as it works 
Don't make me tell you again clerk

Guzzle it down 
Poor me 
Poor me 

Tipsy and ready to go
Glass down in maybe two gulps
Give me another look ill beat you to a pulp 

Guzzle it down 
Poor me 
Poor me 

Drown sorrows 
Drown memories 
Poor you