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Natasha Pickard Poem
Life is a dagger;
beautiful and fragile, but will stab you in the back.
It will take away the pain and misery,
and bring it all back.
And then you're standing on the edge,
not knowing where to go.
Your past lyes below you,
and so does your living soul
The music rang loud in your ears,
a tear rushed down your face.
And you heard a gunshot,
as the stars danced through the pain.
Now your feelings leave your body
but your body stays on the ground.
You're depressed, stressed
Unconfessed.
You're a mess, tearing apart on the path
that leads you to the end.
And you're so close, but too far to get there.
Too far to look back at the pain and misery he caused you
And the stars, they glistened through the pain.
But your body loses control,
Flames burning through your soul,
only to be shot down by the clouds filling your mind
and refueled by the burning fire inside.
Copyright © Natasha Pickard | Year Posted 2013
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Natasha Pickard Poem
The stone fountain cries a river of sparkling water,
The bright sun shines upon the cold stone.
I walk to the edge
The soft wind blowing through my hair
She reaches in her pocket and pulls out a coin
She closes her eyes, and turns around
I clear my mind of all thoughts
And take one last glance at the world before me
She throws the coin in the air,
Watches it slam against the crystal water,
Watches it sink down to the bottom
I jump.
I fall through the ocean breeze
Only for my soul to leave my body
Before my body hits the rocks.
Copyright © Natasha Pickard | Year Posted 2013
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Natasha Pickard Poem
I looked up to you
only to be shot down by your soul
I was blinded by the lies you told me
Blinded by the truth they hid.
I thought you were my one and only,
the other half of my life...
But you did those things to hurt me.
Life was the murderer,
But you were the bullet that drove deep into my heart,
That i will never forgive,
And i slowly ripped it out
But you will forever stay in.
Copyright © Natasha Pickard | Year Posted 2013
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