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Crystal Turner Poem
His aurora is wrong
His emotions tells me that something is wrong
When I ask
He slams the door
While I stand in the rain as it covers my tears
I wonder so much about him
He’s in my mind every second I live
He’s the reason why I haven’t died yet
He’s the hope that lights up the dark tunnel that I chose to lay in
I stare at him
With his gloomy out look
I leave for a bit
Behind me I hear laughing
I turn to him
He’s the only one laughing
With his smile that brightens the room
His warmth makes me wonder
Am I the dark that covers the light?
While he’s the light that brightens my dark?
My emotions burns up like fire burning a building
My mind spins like I am on a tilt-a-whirl for an eternity
What should I do?
Leave him forever
Never speak to him
Or be with him as long as destiny lets us be together
I don’t want to leave him
But I don’t want to cause him to never see the light again?
So I choose
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When I stare into your eyes
I see a pure version of me
Because that’s how you see me
The pure angel
That lies in us all
You broke me heart
I tried letting go
By giving you the present you gave me
2 days after Valentines Day
He gave me a pink and white bear
I was so happy
I made sure
That nothing bad happened to it
I took it everywhere
I made sure it was right by my side at night
But
I had to let go of the person I loved
So I gave him back
The thing I held dear
The thing that represented how much I truly loved him
Without actually telling him
It was hard
Trying to let go
I still love him
So I haven’t accomplished the task
I wonder what’s going to happen next
Since he already let go
And I haven’t
I guess
I’m the abandon puppy
In the street
While rain
Pours down my body
Wearing a sign that says Adopt me
Save me
But now
No one will
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Crystal Turner Poem
War is useless
blood ripped out of the parts of man
Screaming of the one that is about to die
time is ticking
sand from the hourglass is disappearing
The man is now dead
the last thing he said
no one heard
He told his problems and how sorry he was
a heartfelt notion that was never heard
a mother at home worries
will he be alive
will he come home
praying to god
while others are doing the same
only to be ignored
cause god only chooses the chosen ones
the ones he likes
Blood dripping until its sucked dry
bombs are crashing down
children holding guns getting revenge
here comes a new war
Violence is a endless cycle
why continue
why even fight for what you want if it mean people will die
crying mothers
and screaming angels
endless hopes
and unforgiven dreams
this is what wars brings to.
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Crystal Turner Poem
My beloved
So warm
So full of life
You stare at me
With your emerald eyes
As I stroke your golden hair
Your arm wrapped around my waist
People walk by
They recognize true love
Thus is jealous
On a rainy night
I call for you
No sound
I came to your house
Only to find
The room has been flooded with red liquid
My eyes wetting with sadness
I ran around the house
Looking, searching, and hoping
Nothing has been touched
Up the stairs I went
I stumbled
But I climbed up
Only to smell smoke
I followed that scent
I found your door open
And I saw you
On fire
Burning alive screaming for help
The flame was destroying your existence
I stand there watching in terror
Scared for life
Suddenly
A wind
A wind strong has the gods
Lifted your body up in the air
Floating
I tried to grab you
But the flames stopped me
Crunch
The last sound I heard
Before I dropped down
Watching your blood pour out of your body
My heart is alive
But I fell like I died
My heart began to rush
Faster and harder
I know what to do now
Revenge
My only satisfying option
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I look at her with sorrow
what could she be thinking
why she choose me?
Why does she want to know so much about me
is it that important to her
what should I do
she is everything I am not
expressive, loving, happy
She spends too much time with me
I believe she is bipolar
maybe she is gay
I don't understand
if I ask about it
she might think I don't like her
But I do
I can't express it like she does
but I know I do
She sees her self has a monster
I
I just see her
just a pretty girl who needs to learn to have fun
Not to take things seriously
but in the end
its worth it
spending time with her
even dating her
maybe I can't say it proply
but I know it
I like her
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The beating of my heart
Makes me feel alive
The way my eyes meet his
Makes me feel like I have wings
The way my hands go through his luscious blonde hair
This feeling is more than neutral
The way your lips attaches upon mine
The feeling is something that could pierce through my heart
And the true meaning of life and love releases and become clear to me.
This feeling is addicting
Its makes me want more.
Why would I want it?
I never wanted it before
I dreamt about it
I got curious
But now it’s done
I want more
Why?
Is it because
I may not ever get it again
Especially from him
Or
Could be a desire that my body wants
For some people
The desire is Sex
Or maybe it’s Meth
Mine,
Its love
Or maybe what happens during love
The kissing
The desire to combine two lips
But why
I don’t understand
The Blonde
His hair,
His presence
I don’t even think about it
I only think of him
Its amazing how that works out
So
Is the desire him?
Or the next step?
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That dream
That lovely dream of us
You a knight
As I was an important item
Important to society
You were to protect
Never showing your face
But the relationship
Was so much more
Love
It was proven but a touch of 2 lips
So sweet and tender
I wanted to be frozen in place
But our mission had to continue
We venture off an adventure
We came across a bridge
Long and sturdy
Every time fate brought us closer
Until tragedy struck
A lighting bolt stroke the bridge we were on
It caught on fire
I ran
Looked backed
You stood watching the fire
My Knight my Knight
I beloved
Don’t leave me my knight
I reached for you
But the fire grew Between us
You unveiled your helmet
My love
My Knight
Is my friend
Do you reach for me now?
My fair maiden
Now that you know who I am
Your friend
Who says we were just friends
Ironic is it not
I lied to hide my feelings
My fair maiden
No
My love
Goodbye
The bridge snap
It falls
So did you
I started watching you drop
I cried
But Felt a hand on my solider
It was you
But you left your body down there
To be with me
I looked down to noticed I was floating
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When you love
You’re not lost anymore
You’re found
I’m Glad you found me
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Mom’s at work
Dad is dying in bed
I’m 4
And playing with doll
Next to my father
Making a connection
My mom and dad get married
1 month later
I’m crying with hands full of flowers
Where’s dad, where’s dad
I cried
He’s gone
Mom’s in the back room talking to grandma
I’m watching T.V
Next to me is my dying grandfather
I just turned sixteen
Now I am crying in the rain
I can’t tell if the tears or the rain is getting me soaked
All I know is that I’m alone
In this Dark cruel world
Now I shelter myself from the world
Trying to understand why
When I should understand Life
I am lost
In a world of discrimination
And it’s full of lies
Now what?
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I can’t get up,
My ankle hurts
Why now? Why today?
A sharp excruciating pain in my ankle
I looked around
I watched a hundred kids go by me
Why won’t you help me?
I thought that’s what this school was about.
I guess I was wrong
I’m finally up and I’m limping
Its okay not in pain just can’t walk on it
A few hours later
I followed my teacher
When all of a sudden, my leg got weak
The pain,
The pain came back
Still no one to help
I can’t get up
It really hurts now
I’m crying all alone in pain
I try to get up and I fall hurting it once more
I can’t believe this is happening
When I got up one more time
I wobble towards me friends
Tears streaming from my eyes
I hide my face crying as my friends kept talking with one another
I crying and crying more to find out later
I have to go home, it’s broken
I missed the most important day
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