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Alexis

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since April 2013
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Savior

April 9, 2013
Dark dangerous clouds surround me like blanket of black As though all things that are bad are crashing down on me Its quiet, too quiet, deathly quiet, and its known something evil is forthcoming. The sun is gone, hidden by darkness Yet my memory still reminds me of the light that used to shine on my face Yet then and there a light shines on my face A light so bright it outshines all bad. My eyes water at the beautiful site Its comforting, peaceful, yet strong and proud Its then that I know what is upon me My savior has come to fulfill my needs.
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