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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Amy's Shoes
Reality is shaken with a desperate plea-
Another soul has been set free.
Thick tears falling, breaking ground-
Where tragedy screams, there is no sound.
This scene is crushing; it's touch and go-
It's in black and white and playing slow.
The end is certain, though not one to expect-
Every word held back has turned to regret.
Why this loss, Lord? It's not fair-
Please wake me from this stark nightmare.
Two footprints are left like ghosts in sand-
Knowing only that she's in better hands.
Take her, God, and set her free-
But tell her to remember me.
Jessy Liz
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Ana
She breaks me down and she tears me apart.
She's never-ending and yet has no start.
She's amazing and she's beautiful
But beauty doesn't come easy after all.
She tells me she loves me and yet doesn't care
-Says she'll be there for me, but she's just there.
Behind her mask she's hollow and deep
But there's no secret she won't keep.
She's always the one to rip me in two
But when I'm bleeding somehow she comes through.
If ever I'm falling I know her hand is ready
Just out of reach, but none the less steady.
And Ana it's you I'm drowning in.
You, your lies, and your promises.
I can't turn back- too late to change minds.
I'm forgetting already what I've left behind.
But Ana it's you who's killing me now.
Body, Mind, and Soul- you destroy me somehow.
Didn't you know you had me from the start?
Ana, it's just us. 'Til death do us part....
To ANA
Jessy Liz
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As The Walls Come Down
I wake fitfully. Writhing beneath heavy sheets. Something missing. Something in the air just enough to be deemed out of plac.e Eyelids shudder open and I take a moment to ground myself. Glance down to find my chest rising and falling with a certain uncertainty, like it can't quite manage on its own. Something missing. Suddenly even the air feels wrong. Because you're not here to fill it. And when that realization presses to my lips as I breathe in jagged breaths, I find there is nothing to fill my lungs. It's you, I gasp, as the walls come down to fill the void.
Jessy Liz
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Backdoor Romance in Black and White
They wear their business suits in public
With their business faces, too.
But at night they tear their stage sets down
And pay their backdoor dues.
In an abandoned, moonlit theatre
Standing vulnerable at center stage,
The empty seats seem occupied
And the light begins to change.
Music sings and shadows sway
And time seems to stand still.
A spotlight shining on one body
Made of embers of sheer silk.
As these embers dance and fade,
One thing is surely true.
The last words that they whispered
Were a steady ‘I love you’.
Jessy Liz
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