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Midsummer\'s Dream
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Wrote this back in highschool for an assignment on shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream
Nameless Face
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
It was you who stole my heart You took my very breath I knew better than to love you and now there's nothing left I'm clinging to the void withi..
Fields of Gold
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
The sun was setting like a bright rose quartz among the fields of gold you held my hand and lead the way you spoke of secrets I've never told Th..
One More Day
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Last night I had the strangest dream I dreamed that you were gone and every place your foot step fell held the memory of our song I dreamed the ..
Until Tomorrow Becomes Today
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
I'd like to pretend my whole life is in balance. I shall enjoy this luxury for today. For tomorrow I won't find it again Tomorrow is a sombe..
Eternal Summer
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Imagine bubbly, bright eyed, and innocent A yearning to break free black nail polish, combat boots, an untangible wildness another time another me ..
Seasons Turn
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Just take it slow We only have a short piece of time and once you go down this winding road There's no way to press rewind Just sa..
September
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Looking back... on all the wasted years All the time forever lost and oh so many tears By now we'd be in Houston We'd be living out our dreams ..
Gone Away
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Gone away Are the Warm golden days Like a keepsake memory, forever cherished Locked in yesterday Childhood dreams and running through fields..
Old Soul
A Poem by
Joyce Marie
Got a pretty old soul and a pretty young face Shouldve been born centuries ago I feel so out of place I'm the only one The last of a dying ..
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