A life


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    A life

    My heart it is broken.

    My soul has been shattered,

    No final words were spoken,

    But none of that really matters.


    You have to be brave and strong,

    Don’t let them see you cry,

    Cover up the pain for however long,

    Be a good girl, listen to their lies.


    Smile and be polite,

    Exchange kind words in turn,

    Don’t go looking for a fight,

    There is still so much to learn.


    He knows the real you,

    His life you took for granted

    Your lies could never be true,

    Your story is a little slanted.


    These words I write upon this page,

    Are truth your ears could never hear,

    This performance I give upon my stage,

    Will strike your heart with fear.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Alexia’s Poems (33)

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    A life 0
    Thoughts 0
    The life 0
    One fine day in May 0
    Loss 1
    You're Really Not 0
    Faerie Garden 0
    My world 2
    A World of Their Own 3
    Heaven 1
    My walk of solitude 3
    Day Dream 1
    Rain 2
    Daddy's little girl 7
    The Spark 2
    My fairytale 3
    All I want 2
    Our Little Gift 1
    My Dark Night 3
    Forever Yearning 2
    Strong and True 4
    Snow Fall 3
    My Prince 4
    Wilted Love 2
    The Dance 3
    My Best Friend 5
    I didn't know 2
    Betrayal 6
    Unrequited Love 3
    Oceanic Memories 1
    Two Lovers 4
    Mother and Baby 1
    Baby Sleeps 2