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Kelsi Gray Poem
I can hear you get ready to take your last breath;
I'm not ready for you to leave just yet.
As you dream a long peaceful dream of finally visiting the Celestial Kingdom,
though you have dreamed of this place constantly,
I'm not ready for you to watch over us yet.
I'm not ready to see you lie six feet underground.
I'm not ready to no longer see the twinkle in your eye.
I'm not ready to hear your prelude end,
for your sun to set,
and your moon to glow.
I'm not ready,
so let me prepare,
let me see the twinkle in your eye,
let me hear your prelude loud and proud,
let me see your radiant sun shine bright,
then maybe I'll be ready.
maybe I'll be ready to stop seeing the twinkle in your eye,
to hear your prelude end in a soft sad chord,
to let your sun set and your moon to glow,
to let you sprout wings and fly to the Celestial Kingdom,
to watch over me for always and eternity.
Copyright © Kelsi Gray | Year Posted 2008
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Kelsi Gray Poem
Hopelessness
I broke his heart,
he broke mine,
now we're even, but still i cry.
I cracked his icy heart,
he broke mine clean in two,
i said, "i'm sorry"
he said, "screw you"
Now he laughs behind my back,
while i try to ignore the pain,
the pain where my heart should've been,
the pain keeps coming like an oncoming train.
I have nowhere to go,
i'm lost and broken,
broken beyond repair,
thanks to the words he's spoken.
he said, "you're a hopeless cause,
a worthless pile of crap,
your a wannabe emo,
now go jump in a pit."
i did what he said ,
i went that extra mile,
i jumped off a cliff,
and now i cease to smile.
Copyright © Kelsi Gray | Year Posted 2008
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