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Liza Wolf Poem
that radiant smile
from that perfect heart shaped mouth
reminds me of the days
we would float through the milky way
thinking of ways to laugh and play.
holding our dreams close
to the only thing beating
helped out memories remain
through the years of unexplained joyful tears.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2015
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Liza Wolf Poem
As heart combine into one atomic bomb
the start awaken to a new world.
Adventure, danger, safety and warmth
in one category.
From smiles and car to worry and pain
all exist in the goodness of one another.
In that, pain the backbone to strength.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
sneaking and crouching
around the place of control
lies being told,
to unfortunately,
tarnish the old.
mistakes in the past
leadership in the present
yet still too young,
so that ***** calls her a peasant.
stolen away in the night,
the queen is on the streets.
and for the young peasant;
she now has meat to eat
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2015
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Liza Wolf Poem
Sneaking and crouching
around the place of control
lies being told, to unfortunately tarnish the old.
Mistakes in the past
leadership in the present
yet still too young to that ***** calls her a peasant.
Stolen away in the night; the queen is on the streets.
and for the young peasant... she now has meat to eat.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
I burn to feel, but feel to burn.
The loss of my sense but yet i yearn.
As fire is meant for light
its multipurpose serves as a device.
To cook
To burn
To boil the tarnished
meant to relive the good from the bad.
And the irony of the dirty black ash.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
King of nowhere hear my plea.
Save the lives of now, leave the rest to perish.
Lead the open into your unknown.
Serve to be praised.
For you are cherished.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
The rush
The speed
The adrenaline of love
Touch
Feel
Taste
Experience the warmth of what you dream...
of what you watch...
of what you can.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
As you are you stay.
Be kind and respect the glory ahead.
From whom you are, sit and stay.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
Shattered by the reams of the unforgotten, forever to wander in the night of the helpless.
picking up then dropping the only light in they're eyes,
the moments spent dreaming,
was obviously a disquise.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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Liza Wolf Poem
Be kind to the blade
from which carved out of smooth stone.
Most fear stems from safety
in which to protect.
Blade and stone; two different genders/
Work seamlessly together.
Copyright © Liza Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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