Poem By Tami Michelle Thomas

Love grows up and breaks through
a crack in the ground. Growing stronger
with every tear dropped from the angels
in the sky. Growing more and more with
each tender stroke of the sun: Love grows
And blossoms into something beautiful and
bold. Love starts to wither and turn ugly
as things turn grey and cold. A soft
White blanket comes down and wraps
around love. Love lies down on the
blanket and peacefully dies.

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The Room

If I let you peer through the windows of my
heart you'll see scars from the past relationships
and wounds that never healed cover the walls.
Pictures of old memories are hung up all around.

Petals Blowing Through The Wind

Petals blowing through the wind
from the roses you gave me last weekend
You hurt me and lied, I won't forget
Ever giving my love to you, I regret