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Poetry Computer

I sit in silence. 
Only playing music and videos when I'm wanted.
If I play too loud, they turn me down and curse. 
But I can't help it... 
Their face makes it worse! 
It's silly. 
I sit next to my best friend who helps me manage.
She doesn't know this, but she is the one operating us.
A box full of images and full of memory, 
Something that I couldn't handle, yet she makes it. 
I'm a computer, eyes on everyone. 
Until a person puts tape across my lens.
I think I need glasses!
What is this?!
I'm not too sure, but I do know one thing. 
My name...well it's Poetry Computer.

Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2016



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You

You is all I begin to even see tonight,
Facing the window with all your might. 
I didn't know how to express my feelings 
towards You.... But how do I begin to think,
that You are the one and only person to sweep 
me off of my feet. 
I love You and your soul, like I love my Mom and
Dad who once grew so old. To think they lingered 
here once in the same dark place we think of. 
Maybe our love will be the same, no it be will be with 
absolutely no shame. If I flirt with You will you accept? 
Or take it as a dreadful test? 
No one will know where our love will take us tonight... 
but hopefully it is great and powerful and meaningful,
having little but no fright.
You come out of the shadows ready to pursue, a loving 
wife that You always knew. But how do I let you know I 
have it in for You?
This won't be a shame, it never will.. God knows we love 
each other and hopefully he forgives. This is all a sin, but
it's okay... if we love each other and it means a lot... he won't 
take it as our one and only sin, today.
I love You and your personality... maybe this is only just the 
beginning. I can tell You, I cannot wait for us to have another date.
I will always love You and your ways, every minute of everyday. 
Please don't ever leave me and what I have to say... 
For this is only our beginning and it will stay that way.
-Alley

Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2015

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I Miss You

I miss you like a child misses their toy
when it gets thrown away. 
I miss you like a Momma bird misses 
it's babies after they have flown away.
I miss you like a Dad misses their child
on Valentine's Day, when he cannot see
them because he's so far away.
I miss you so much it kills to see me standing
next to you in a picture, when I used to be happy. 
I miss you, always, everyday and every minute,
why do you have to be taken away from me so 
quickly? 
You were my Grandmother and I can't believe you
were the best thing that had ever happened to me.
But now you are gone, gone from the streets into a 
new world of happy and peace. 
I hope you are doing well, as I sleep and eat and think
of you in my dreams. 
You were great to me and my own Mother, we all miss 
you and can't seem to get over your beautiful face and figure.
You were a great and amazing grandmother to me and a 
better mom than you would ever think! 
But now you are gone into heaven, but that's okay! 
We will all see you again, and everything will be alright,
all over again!
Hopefully.
-Alex

Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2015

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No Title

It takes a lot of courage.
To make simple minded.
Using up your marriage.
Yet not ever finding.
Something so beautiful. 
And so far away.
Pain is not approachable.
And will make you go INSANE.

Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2016

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Him

It's quite dark.
This part.
At least.
I killed him.
While bringing him to his knees.
Let's start!
One by one I fill...
A bucket of dismembering.
A bucket full of blood and gory. 
Some think it's quite sickening!
Just like me.
Yet I don't know why, 
Why I don't stop.
His legs are off...
His body cold...
One by one, his hands are sold.
Then his toes...
Then his head...
After that I throw him...
I throw him in the bin. 
-Alley

Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2016




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