"Caw," goes the black Crow,
as he sits atop a Tree;
in the foggy air.

Curled up in a tiny ball,
I can not stand,
for fear I'll fall.
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So much pain,
I must endure,
of which I haven't, found a cure.
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Raindrops land upon my roof,
my desperationneeds no proof;
My sorrow sticks to me like glue,
I do not know,
what I will do.
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Cries of help,
always unheard;
I do not speak,
a single word.
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Don't take offence,
if I don't speak;
For some it comes,
so easily.

The leaves are vibrant,
as they change colors for Fall;
red and yellow hues.

I gently kiss,
your voluptuous lips,
and I find myself,
in total bliss.
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The love in your eyes,
bares no disguise;
Neither does it come,
with deceipt or lies.
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You tightly hold,
me in your
arms;
Where I feel safe,
and free from harm.
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When we go to bed,
I lay upon your chest,
how could I ask for more;
A loving man,
who understands,
exactly what loves for.

Freshly falling Snow,
blakets the landscape with white,
a sledders' dream.

How do I move a Mountain, when I can't even budge a Tree?
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How do I stay afloat, when I can't even swim?
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How do I tame a Lion,
when my own Dog bites?
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How do I mend,
when I'm broken inside?
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How do I dream, when I can't even sleep?
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How do I love,
when my heart has been torn from my chest?

Puffing out its' hood,
the King Cobra is deadly,
its' venom toxic.