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Sophia Jones Poem
They say that death is only the beginning,
I believe that when you die your soul rises from your
Body, this is when you see HELL is no lie.
Either heaven or hell is your destiny,
Either or is where your soul remains for all eternity.
Which do you choose,
The light or the dark?
Paradise or the shadowy depths of hell.
Please today in gods book make your mark.
Death Is Only The Beginning
This is no lie, no fib, no fairy tale,
No nursery rhyme.
This poem is for all who walk in the shadows of
He who is the father of all lies,
The clock is ticking soon it will be time.
You think that by doing the things you’ re
Doing today you are winning,
But please remember
Death Is Only The Beginning
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She who walks in darkness, they call her.
She lives where the sun is turned to darkness.
The black depths of death, she never sleeps.
At night she rises from her shadowy place in the world,
In search of the one who stole her soul.
Into her very heart the fire burned,
Because of he, her heart is cold.
She yearns for a life where there are no more tears,
For it's been too many years.
She gave him her heart and all that she could give
And in return… he gave her fears.
Fears of another he let into his heart and therefore he parted.
She tried making him stay, she begged and pleaded.
He said he no longer needed her love, her touch…
He knew she loved him so much.
He left, never to return again, in the end she did not win.
So she packed up the three things that meant the most to her
And left to go down under.
And with her she took pictures of him and her, her poem book,
…and a broken heart.
She is now forced to roam this planet sadly and lonely.
She feels used; she looks for no ending to her agony.
She cries tears of red, they say.
She's as beautiful as the goddess Aphrodite.
People claim to see her nightly.
The look upon her face is sad and lifeless,
As a ghost they say she floats.
Never again will she love another
She'll search for him till her life is over.
Lady Misery is her name
And forever her heart lies in pain.
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Bury me not with shiny things,
But with my one true loves promise ring.
Bury me with the first love letter he ever wrote for me,
Bury me with his memory.
Bury me not with fresh roses but with the rose now dead he gave to me on
Our first anniversary.
The one I always kept in my diary.
Bury me with pictures of he and I,
And all the things I kept of us all the good and the things that made me cry.
Bury me while our music plays,
Latin freestyle the music to which love we made.
Bury me not in the color black,
But in the color of love red
The color I had on when we first met.
Bury me not by my family,
But next to the other part of me.
Bury me with my one true love,
The one I’m always thinking of.
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Red tears I cry for you and I. Wish you could see why. I can feel the devil trying to
take my soul. In side he could feel my heart is cold. I lost my one true love the one
I'm always thinking of, so now there’s nothing to live for. I must turn to the dark side
before my time is up. Please Ju Ju hear my cries, my love for you is so true this I
can’t deny. Please come back to me or my soul will be lost in the depths of hell for all
eternity.
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