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Leah Lewis Poem
Colors can fulfill my hopes and dreams,
But can't spill into my vision,
For now just black and white,
Mixed in with grays,
And supersonically but listen,
Dreams can't come true unless you live,
Live it's hopes are just letting us down,
Don't bring our world around,
It wil just shove me back into this nightmare of mine.
Live life on my own,
So it wont be shown,
Shown of my vibration surrounding my home,
Dont let it go,
Dont let is dig down,
Other wise you will have found bits of glass,
Fom the past,
Tear drops every were,
Building inside the creative mind,
Solo of ones nature,
But god is no creator,
Just a dog put into a fairy tale,
Maybe a blast off from hell's old story about a,
Well leave its shell ,
To find whats been brought back to life,
So you can seal and shine in your own inspirational mind
Copyright © Leah Lewis | Year Posted 2013
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Leah Lewis Poem
In need of advice today and never received it.
Searching for what to do because, I couldn't answer my own questions.
When there isn't a night of rest, thinking is the enemy.
Not comprehending any thinking.
So give in?
To speak of the disgrace that is happening behind shut doors?
A little birdie once said that life would pay her back hurt that she has dished out later on.
Is that fate?
To say what she is deceiving to our faces.
Failing of saving those young innocent souls from any further wreckage.
As if there isn't enough already.
Disappointment is spoken through names.
Shared to others then it’s turned to shame.
If I must protect my self I will proceed to do so as I see fit.
Need guidance not.
New beginnings are near, but not close.
Feels like miles from now.
Sure, it may not even come true, maybe we won’t seek happiness far away, far, far away from people we know.
To change for the better.
To start over.
Copyright © Leah Lewis | Year Posted 2014
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Leah Lewis Poem
I need to go to the beach,
I need to relax,
I need to be with all my family,
I need to be with my friends from the past,
I wish upon wishes,
I dream upon dreams,
But everything is just too extreme,
Lost with stones,
Kicked with water,
Gone with the hour,
Minutes in a day,
Is all i can take,
Before the life of mine,
Is too gone to wake.
Copyright © Leah Lewis | Year Posted 2013
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