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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Let Go: The Fate of a Foolish Heart
Say it slowly
Whisper to me
Just once more
May you breathe my name
I remember the day I knew..
The moment I had fallen for you
That look in your eyes
Oh, of blackened skies
I knew you'd be my fate
I saw it as it was too late
I could see it unfolding
One moment at a time
I knew by the taste of you
I would know you all my life
Your lips against mine
Sincere as I'd ever been kissed
Told me the story to come
Oh of what would come of this
Your bottom lip between my teeth
Your cool hands beneath the sheets
Never leading- but to compromise
Your heart was mine, or so you'd promise
And each time I saw you smile
I died more on the inside
And I knew I needed you
Though I would go on to deny
For in you I saw a secret
One not to be sold or told
But I knew I'd know that secret
The moment you let me go
Now I'm just a kiss left on your pillow
A butterfly in your mind
Nearly nonexistent
In the dark of night I shine
But, Love, I've got a secret
A mystery of my own
Since the day I caught those eyes
I have not let go
Jessy Liz
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Lifeless
A single rose laid down to rest
Centered on her lifeless chest.
Tears hit concrete and break through-
Accompanied by secrets they never knew.
Sad songs creep through empty space-
As moonlight illuminates her somber face.
Strong and beautiful, calm and at peace
Are all the things she seemed to be.
But now so silent, it cant be denied,
No one's here for her tonight.
Jessy Liz
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Lip Print Salute
Raise your glasses,
Let them fall.
We won't be silent;
Not at all.
Let every shard
Of shattered glass
Be evident
Of moments passed.
And press your lips
Against the stars.
We won't be silent,
Not for long.
Count each one
And hold them witness
Of every memory
You stand to miss.
Let them fall
Like shooting stars
Don't shame the tears-
They're not your fault.
And don't regret-
Don't change a thing.
It had to happen
For you to believe.
Let credits roll-
Salute your past
Lay your mind to rest-
You can't go back.
Jessy Liz
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Love, Ana
Beauty so strong that it could speak-
But you, my child, are so damn weak.
Your skin so thick it could sink ships-
And so no food shall pass those lips.
Love, you are a pitiful thing-
Letting nothing become eveything.
But here with me you're not alone
I will take your hand and make you strong.
Love,
Ana
Jessy Liz
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