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Charlene Antrobus Poem
Your puzzle.
The broken pieces all lying on the ground.
You pick them up one by one, dont worry they will all be found,
As you slowly put the pieces together, you will see they create an amazing story, that story is of your forever,
Some have pictures some have words, an the rest are blank its not a bad thing, thats the future that hasn't occurred,
Through the good an the bad, build your puzzle it all goes with you, if it be happy or sad,
Your puzzle is who you are, your puzzle is your story
So wear your puzzle with pride and show off your glory.
Copyright © Charlene Antrobus | Year Posted 2021
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Charlene Antrobus Poem
The thoughts in my head
You shouldn't have woken up this morning
You should be dead
I catch a glimpse in the mirror
Come a little closer
so I can see you clearer
I can see the hurt in my own eyes
Nothing more than is owed
Oh it really is you that I despise
The thoughts in my head
I shouldn't have woken this morning
I should be dead
Can i still see your face
Look away
Your nothing but a disgrace
All im doing is punishing me
Thats right you are
Its what you deserve dont you agree
The thoughts in my head
I shouldnt have woken this morning
I should be dead
Take control of your brain
I cant it doesnt work that way
I go round in circles and it takes over again
Would you talk to another the way you talk to you
No never, because none of its true.
Just take a look in the mirror
Come a little closer
So i can see you clearer
The thoughts in my head
I shouldnt have woken this morning
I should be dead.....
Copyright © Charlene Antrobus | Year Posted 2021
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