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Maisy Krystek Poem
The second I realized people die,
The second I saw my mother cry,
That was the second I knew,
No one really has a clue.
The hour I sat and stared,
The hour no one cared,
That was the hour I understood,
To give themselves, no one would.
The day my love left me,
The day he lost the key,
That was the day I gave up,
I put my heart in a cup.
The month I made an enemy,
The month I lost my legacy,
That was the month I lost it all.
I failed before the first call
The year there was endless crime,
The year someone was arrested with every alarms chime,
That was the year I lost all hope,
There was no way for us to cope.
These moments I felt alone,
These moments I had no home,
These were the moments that hit me hard,
They made me fall like a house of cards
Copyright © Maisy Krystek | Year Posted 2016
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Maisy Krystek Poem
Lost in a thought.
The rhythm and sound fought.
Lost in the sound.
Music is the job I am bound.
Copyright © Maisy Krystek | Year Posted 2016
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