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Aug 2015 · 508
Her First Day
Emily Oquendo Aug 2015
My little darling I hear your song,
your Mommy hears it too,
I place you in the loving arms
of the one I'm loving too.
Your song quiets down, almost to a whisper
Now I see whats wrong, it's only cause you missed her.
Nov 2014 · 719
Free to Dream
Emily Oquendo Nov 2014
I dream of freedom but it cannot find me even though I shout
that I am here and though I fear the feelings and my doubt
sometimes it's pure agony
Nov 2014 · 862
Just to Myself
Emily Oquendo Nov 2014
I need a moment if you don't mind, you've pushed me far and past the line leave me alone , just go away there is nothing left for us to say
I don't want you back I'll still be here, doing as I was but with hidden tears there was something that you missed my one regret
the hurt from every time that I'll soon forget.
Oct 2014 · 1.7k
My Little Nightmare
Emily Oquendo Oct 2014
This little nightmare comes and goes
Its dark and tainted when it comes it grows
it taints all my dreams it crucifies my night
its hauntingly fast, I'm losing this fight

this creature of dark this son of night
fleeing again at the first sight of dawns light
It holds my terrors and haunts my dreams
But the demons it carries are demons from me
Sep 2014 · 903
Frienship Loss
Emily Oquendo Sep 2014
I care for you now as I cared for you then
even when I said I just wanted to be friends,
it seemed like you understood but now it's
not that way, whenever we talk you don't
have much to say,
I didn't want to lose what we shared,
I didn't want us to grow apart,
but you didn't take a chance with me
you just left me in the dark.
Today I tried to talk to you and you just passed me by
didn't say Hi didn't say anything just left without a thought or a goodbye.
Aug 2014 · 431
Reality
Emily Oquendo Aug 2014
I ache so I sigh,
I want to cry
not to die,
what you see is different
what you see is not real,
You will never know
how I really feel.
Aug 2014 · 728
My promise
Emily Oquendo Aug 2014
Cross my heart hope to die,
why stick a needle in my eye?  
If I'm wrong I'll have shame,
but only I am yours to blame.
Aug 2014 · 8.2k
The Rose
Emily Oquendo Aug 2014
My dear rose as red as blood
in the night you crave my love.

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