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Best Poems Written by Jemma Hattingh

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Closing time

I walked into that place
Sun shining on my face 
Knowing I'd leave soon 
But as my heartbeat picked up its pace
Growing fond of this new space
I already dreaded the sight of the moon 

I never once thought of leaving 
Even though It could never be my home 
I still just kept believing 
I could forever blindly roam 

But soon closing time came 
I was no longer treated the same 
The dishes were served and the bill over paid
But the servers grew cold and their smiles started to fade 
However I still would've stayed
Even in a place with no lights 
And cold nights 
I would've been the most loyal of clients 
Even if I had to be a cleaner , any kind if alliance 
That meant I would belong to this building even if it was no place to live
I would throw tantrums , behave like little children 
I would throw in everything I have to give 

But it wasn't enough 
Neither was my love
And then the cab was here 
It pulled up to the place
Like I pulled down my sleeves 
To wipe the tears of my face 
Full with love unrecieved

It was time to go home 
To leave like I always knew I'd have to 
Even though it was prone 
Why did I have yo leave it , leave you

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Play

I'm infactuated by the way you say my name
Captivated by this game you said we're playing
I don't know the rules, they seem to change everyday
But given the choice I'd still choose to stay

If we're playing chess it's so clear you're the king
Just to stay on the board I would do anything
Be whatever you need, I'd turn into a pawn
Move one tile at a time if it means you're not gone

If we were playing cards I'd never fold
Even if you were a losing deck I'd still choose to keep hold
I'd loose billions, I'd gamble my savings away
I'd bet on a losing game, for you I would pay

If hide and seek is your game of choice
I'd look high and low
For the sight of your eyes, the sound of your voice
For the scent of you that I don't even know

I hate running but I'd sprint if you wanted to play tag
I'd run until my lungs gave in, until my feet start to drag
Hell, I'd even enter a competition, in which I have to swim
If I knew that you were what I would win

So take your pick, regardless I'm here to stay
but with all my heart I just pray
that my fellings aren't with what you want to play

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Smoke on the water

Your pretty , pretty like a Deep Purple song
I know you hate it when I call you pretty
But when I hear your voice I just want to sing along
You hate it when I call you pretty 
But anything else just feels wrong 

Like smoke on the water 
Like fire in the sky
You make my breathing harder
Your absence ruins my life

We haven't talked in a week
They say Swiss time's running out
I want to fight, want to speak
But instead I just think about

The fact that this has happened before 
We've burned down the city , burned down it all
We thought we wouldn't be together anymore
But then we once again started to fall

Fall for eachother
Fall for another 
lie, another scheme 
Another demolition, it all seems
to be for nothing 
Like a waste of time
But then the memories come rushing 
back then you go back to being mine

And we can nonger be bothered 
About the smoke on the water
or the fire in the sky 
You said we'd get out of this , you didn't lie