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Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
Hope is that of delicate wings
Fluttering in the soal
In such conditions of aired space
Gliding high on currents unseen
Fluttering to new bonds
In moments departure
When shifting weather pours
Heavy becomes such delicate wings Dropping to a slow pace
Declining to lows forboding
As thy protection is washed away
Leaving but once more a wounded spirit
As hope has become immobile
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
What is hidden I seek
Its not irrelevant to me
What you tell no one let hear
I will lay beside you year after year
Your heathen ways give me hope
I'll be unprejudice so never mope
Look deep into my eyes
Confide and advise
Both to play the role
Harmonious is my goal
I will be here to our last toll
So hide from me no more
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
To gaze upon the soft inlaid
Smooth petals of night shade
Blowing in tresses wild
Smile so wicked and pure
Bring suggestions cure
Drink in the smell carried on the wind
Lay the witching of thy strained heart
In steps carried revenge
To mark a scornful cheek
No words to speak
Dare not avert ones eye
For bitter tears don't lie
That have shed for he
Avenged in lapsed time
Sleepless wake and torn spine
All my heart has beared
In time you will know I swear
As Ravens pass along your path
A early tomb shaded by a cresent moon
And bass next to I will
For the chain and ball Fastening your own downfall
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
The first time is never like the last
When we sit here
And think about the past
Pondering when we had a blast
Back in time when little clashed
And we had a healthy stash
You ask....
Can you have a pass?
But this time is not like the
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
We are all broken pieces of a larger scale
Disconnect and easy to sale
Marketed individuality with lacked unity
Governing pride with impaired empathy
Coveted land that belong to no single man
Will the pieces continue to lie in
Scattered desolation
With unity aside
Or will we align to even the scale
Generosity handing one another the glue
To meld , recover the forgotten you
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
Erratically  open
Indifferently flowed
For but a young one to know
To hide from what you see
And hope it not to be
In youthful ignorance fear persists
Sencing what made no since
Embracing a mess that drove her mad
Fighting less balance is had
Understanding now where she went wrong
No reason to fear all along
Tabatha Cromer Dec 2019
We have strength within
To remember the hidden humm
The sound of the lost drum
Knowledge in our vains
To heal the sorrow and pains
Choose your own path
Don't let others determine your class
Rise from your bruised knees
Remember your a worrior please
Let them hear the scream of war
And know your very core
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