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Rory Christy Poem
How I Long For Your Touch
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How I long for your touch, yet in such a way, that there is no tomorrow, but only for today, with you in my arms there just cannot be, for any other feeling that my eyes do not see, just the mere thought has my mind taken away, there is no forever, just living for today, how I long for your touch, please give me the rest, and I'll never let you go, I pledge to you my best
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2016
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I miss the way
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I miss the way you looked through me, I miss the times so cautiously, the way you briefly smile, reminding me to stay a while, our glances, entrances, our chance is, however brief, with your heart ill play the thief... I miss the way you made me feel, on the way home tonight I reel, from back to front, why be so blunt... The way I feel... Is real!
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2016
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Looks
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What could make me look this way, bent and rotted ill dismay, I feel them always staring at me, in hidden places that I shouldn’t be, but who are they really to me, their blanked and dreary expressions, are like a mirror that I never see,
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2016
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Sadness
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Ignorance is bliss so I hear, sadness fills the room mixed with fear, my time here is shallow, from the sickened words they hear, I can't figure out for the life of me how, in the world they believe is now, thoughts can pass by me, all the lies they tell blinding, so sadness seeps, creeps, hears peeps, and defies me
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2017
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The Hill...
On my way up I have been down, seemed like it took me forever to see it now, at my very peak my knees feeling somewhat weak, while at the very start my weakness fell apart, but in my saddened heart I reach, all moments thus far teach, reminded me of the time I won, why it cannot be, for a hint of the warmest sun…
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2023
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All Of The Things
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Of all the things I could have said, of all the thoughts inside my head, I chose the worst to say instead, when the right things were always there I read, my choices may have turned you now, and all I want to know is how, I should have, would have, could have??? WoW...
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2016
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Shut Out
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The fact that you shut me out is real, I can't help but express the pain and loss I feel, my eyes are sometimes glassy to reveal, that my heart will never truly or completely heal. Not as good as the rest, but still I tried my best for real.
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2017
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Remember…
Try to remember that they don’t want you, that they only get joy when they taunt you, that the pain of rejection will haunt you, only when you remember all these, will your mind ease, and your wanting wont tease, the right frame of mind will again begin to please, but the next time will come, and you get what you deserve in some, way you allow to feel, the deepest emotions you will, try to remember the most, each and every line I wrote, hope will someday find you, in your heart of hearts remind you, to just remember…
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2023
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I Just Can't See
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I just can't see, what just man could need, now unfairly treated like the ones that used to bleed, I just can't see, why I keep suffering and aching from greed, what just woman could be freed, I just can't, won't, or don't have a way to carry on my seed, or gods speed...
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2016
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Insignificant
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Relevance is but a grim word told to those who do not care to matter. Irregardless, though it may seem, was my forethought once said then severed clean. Make haste, for your past is presenting you all with the future.
Insignificance, like all the words that were ever taught to me, my haste can only ever be, hurried up just enough to free... I quickly dreamt that I'de seen this all before somewhere, somewhere long, long before me.
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2017
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