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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Rise and Fall
Standing in the rain, alone
Just taking it all in
The cold that's sinking to my bones
Sometimes you have to live
To feel the thunder in your chest
The icy water through your breast
The threat of nature
And the beauty, as it washes all away
Every second thought and second coming
Of every ounce of pain
Sometimes you have to dropp your arms
And surrender everything
To the rain
To the one thing that knows you best
Because like all things in life and death
It will rise and fall again
Easing to the heavens
And falling with each breath
Naked and alone as the water washes me
Down my back and through my flesh
It's the only thing I need, that can heal me
Pray to God that it never stops coming
Until I'm clean
Clean of everything
Jessy Liz
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Runway
She walks down the hall like shes walking down a runway
And she smiles- oh, the dreams, oh, the dreams
She trips on her conscious like its tied to her heels
And she sighs because its not what it seems.
Well they all look at her like she was really something special,
But just threw it all away again.
And shed kill just to show them the person that she is
Because shes not quite the same as whom shed been.
Jessy Liz
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Sad Eyes
There's a sadness in your eyes
And it carries into mine
They say I look just like you
If they only knew how right..
There's a slow deliberation
That weaves into your step
They say I act just like you
They don't know how right they seem to get
There's a quiet double standard
That hangs onto your smile
They say I smile just like you
How can they be so right?
Worry lines your brow
And touches your wise eyes
They say I take after you
Oh, I think they're right.
Jessy Liz
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Seventeen Dreams
It's just a dream and it's too far away
You're seventeen and you're wasting every day
A few more years and you're out of the game
Magazines and movie scenes are as close as you'll make
Look in the mirror and you still come up short
No matter the view you find a way to distort
Can't even withstand your own report
Must be a mistake of some sort
Well you can beg and can plead but you'll still wonder why
You can't stand yourself at the end of the night
And late in the dark, atop your pillow you'll cry
But the truth is that you never tried
Jessy Liz
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