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Hayley Cimochowski Poem
From Brooklyn to Guatemala, You'll always fly at a delicate pace.
Everyday is another adventure that you gladly accept.
There is not a day you go without helping someone.
A heart of gold nests in the middle of your chest.
Your hands are always out and ready.
Everyone that we lost; Is so proud of you, and what you've done so far.
You are one a kind.
The musical instruments that you play; Play to the beat of your life.
It's amazing what you have done in so little time.
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2012
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I'm sick with emotion
filled with hopelessness
I hate you
I love you
I don't know even know you
Anymore
You slipped from my finger tips
Fell into a sea of black
It was not for me to find you
But for you to find you
I often ponder what went wrong
It is one thing I will never know.
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2013
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I've met you a million an two times
Yet, today it's like I've never met you.
People with such bright memories fade into dark strangers.
You turned your back, closed the door
Never looking back again.
You gave up
But did you loose all hope?
Did I?
Doesn't matter much anymore
We are just a thing of the sweet past
We were once mended by the tangles of teenage love.
All your promises turned to disappointed tears on my cheeks.
You turned me into nothing in moments.
Let us dribble down the crack into the black space of nothing.
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2014
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Dead
Dreary
Wasteful
Ugly
Your life is nothing
They always say
But they are wrong
you are
Wonderful
Beautiful
Meaningful
You are everything you have to be and nothing more.
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2012
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You look up, you look down.
You're looking all around.
Nothing is the same.
Every rock turned.
Everything out of order.
You hate it.
The world you once knew.
Gone.
Crumbled.
Shattered into a trillion pieces.
No one to pick up the mess but you.
You're young, which makes you weak.
The indifference between being hopeful and hopeless doesn't settle well in your stomach.
You hurt, and gag with every headache.
Day after day.
You want to run, run away.
Far away.
From everything you've ever known.
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2014
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Flying high in the sky
Above the planes and above the birds
Flying smooth across the sky
No pain, no stress, No yelling
No more ugly life
Looking into the sky
Watching the sunset
Seeing the clouds pass
I know your up there
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2012
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As a little girl i dreamed of the world
A world without a knight and shining armor that was all mine
I never expected you to waltz into my life
Did not think you would still be here after a year and ten months
You are the milk and sugar too my tea
The energy to keep me going when things get tough
You have the power to make me happy even when the sun refuses to shine for days
For so long you were the only reason i got out of bed
You are the only reason i am here today
Butterflies are not a thing of the past
Getting chills while holding hands is not something i only wish for
All this has become a reality so fast.
I was not searching for someone
I just happened to fall into your arms
luckily they were opened
you caught me
you did not let go
You have a strong hold
Laying in your arms for hours
Joking around; Being silly
Telling you all my secrets and deepest fears
All things i am comfortable with you
Only you
Everyday is not perfect but
In the end i still carry your black sweater
I was always someone that people were ashamed to know
to be around
You came in
changed everything around, to your liking
Showed me i was not trash floating around uselessly in the ocean
You made me know i was in a boat
safe
Copyright © Hayley Cimochowski | Year Posted 2012
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