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Annastasia Bell: http://www.facebook.com/AnnastasiaBellsPoetry |
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Annastasia Bell: http://www.facebook.com/AnnastasiaBellsPoetry |
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Annastasia Bell: http://www.facebook.com/AnnastasiaBellsPoetry |
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Annastasia Bell: My eyes are the the dark clouds of a storm, They form, Then rain Again and Aagin They rain, To keep my cheeks warm... |
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Annastasia Bell: "I sit in the corner, With tears clothing my cheeks, Real tears- Not like the ones you faked, I cry in the corner for you For me For us; I sit in the corner, With a bath of salty water down my face, And I don't know why I cry, Maybe I cry for truth, Or for the pain I feel, Knowing that I cry for whom I do not trust..." I write poetry because I suffered from child abuse and it was the only way I could ease my suffering and mental frustration... I write because the only way my voice is heard is through my imagination.. |
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Annastasia Bell: Distance is nearer, It comes closer and closer Within the hour; All miscalculations are clearer, The sight of disappointment is over Even so that it more than I can devour, In my heart there's an happy song, I'm finally at home where my heart belongs... |
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