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Amber Cashew Nov 2015
a  Let enamor search me,
    should I render?
b  Anytime I might collapse,
    tell me when
a  My expectations should
    not be hinder
b  I can tell you someday
    he will come then
c  Love make tricks and
    teaches us lessons
d  Like life never lose us
    hope to hold on
c  Someday, he can search
    me  with great reasons
d  And that reasons will
   come anytime soon
e  I should just listen to
   schmaltz with heart
f  Patience will prevail and
   that I must wait
e  It’s unpredictable like
   playing dart
f  But I know in my heart
   he will be bait
g Just enjoy the flow,
   waves are still tuning
g And I will join them
   with heart rejoicing
Homework, thou art a most wearisome ghost
Who doth chivy and harry my frail bones
To their shatterment, to amuse the host
But I shall not delight them with great tones
Of fear and agony, nay; with homework,
I shall blast the fearsome foundation flat
And though my heart bids me to papers shirk,
Quiet strength am I, and never fearing
What mere letter or stroke may do to me
For I have but one desire: to learn
And to become the best that I can be
While for homework no sense I yet discern.
What shall tear me down from where I now stand?
Only homework, which I cannot remand.
Why do you even try to say my name?
What will you ever gain from painful sounds?
I do believe your love was all a game,
Not real enough to lift you off the ground.
Why do you even try to call me back?
I know you only want to calm your soul;
It aches and feels conspicuous and black,
Because you've been despicable, you know.
What could you reach by saying you were wrong?
I know that well, and you do, too; so why?
It drags my heart down crowded halls so long:
My body your words cause to want to die.
     How long will all this pain continue on?
     The truth is, all I feel for you is gone.

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