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Mary-Elizabeth Jun 2014
Pain,
The stabbing feeling
That I experience
Day in day out.

Knowing that for
Three years
The issue has been
This the pain is unneeded

To stop the pain
These tablets, Painkillers
Cause more pain
Than they solve

The daily tears
The throbbing
Like a knife
Unexplainable
Unthinkable

A dance career
Wanted
No longer possible
Ended before begun
Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
When Alices world
Was a M
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She lost herself in a
Wonderland of *M
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Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
Yesterday
Is history
It's in the past
Forget it

Tomorrow
Is a mystery
It's in the future
Wait for it

Today*
Is a gift
It's the here and now
Treasure every moment
Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
chaos** --
The law of nature

Order--
The dream of humans
Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
I'd rather live a life
Full of 'Oh wells'
Than a life
Of 'What ifs'

In my life
I was taught
And I've finally managed
To follow my instincts

I know fake when
I see it
I know B.S when
I hear it

The most important thing
I've learned to this day
I can respect real when
*I feel it
Sorry about the abbreviations I thought it would be best not to use that word.
Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
Knowing what you did
How you ruined our lives
When will you learn?
We come first

No text
No phone call
No letters
Will ever make this right

Your love
Help
Willingness to be there for us
That's how life improves

When will you comprehend
I need you in my life
Be the person I need you do be
Be my Father
Just somethoughts
Mary-Elizabeth May 2014
What is a poem?
A work of art,
An artists muse.

To me a poem is,
An expression of
My heart and soul.

To you a poem is,
Anything,
Express the beauty you can.
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