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Another poem of mine
 




Another poem of mine
I wrote this poem when I was 12 and just want to see what you think:
The girl that changed my heart
There is a girl,
Who lay her head,
Upon my chest,
To lose herself,
In the valley of the shadow of death.
She never knew where she was...
going,
Rowing down the river to a much forbidden land.
Right into the trap that I had planned.
The animals for boredom,
And the children just for games,
The nooses in the trees
And all the blood in all the cages.
I told her, if you care to, flip the pages and see what has become of me since the day that I was born.
But, when she looked into my eyes,
To discern the truth from all the lies,
She had stumbled upon a thing,
Which did catch her by surprise.
All the lives I had toyed with and destroyed,
Were all locked up in a box.
The wonder the amazement, disappointment,
And enragement were all coiled up together
In the form of a lock, on a box
That I had kept with me deep inside my heart.
She knew where I had been,
And she knew where we were going.
She burned a path right to my door and I had let her in. But how?
She didn’t say a word. But why?
If she does this anymore,
Then I'll become what I am aiming to avoid,
Under the cover of the night…
There is a girl,
Who lay her head,
Upon my chest,
To lose herself,
In the valley of the shadow of life.
What do you think???