Melanie Gardiner, 29 december 2011
Something you cannot see,
Something you cannot hear,
Something that won't make a sound,
When it makes others drown.
Though it won't even move a hair,
It will kill you without despair, .
Tic-Toc goes the clock,
Until the thing strikes you dead.
When you peacefully lie in your bed,
It will strike you DEAD.
Melanie Gardiner, 29 december 2011
Something you know,
but do not notice.
As hidden and dark,
as a black lotice.
With temptation thriving,
and curiosity striving,
You must trust,
Who you wouldn't.
Shouldn't.
That one person could help you live...
Unless you ignore.
You might find the large, hidden faults of space and time,
In the corner of your eye.
Melanie Gardiner, 28 december 2011
When four years pass,
You'll come back,
As some new horror is about to attack.
In the abyss that isn't to far,
Though as black as tar,
I know you can see,
My dear Gracie,
You must find,
What you know is mine,
Glistening as a golden ray hits,
Surrounded by diamond bits.
Just a slightest touch,
Or a clutch,
It'll bring you here,
Without a gear.
And with a twist,
You'll be with the only one I have kissed.
This is my promise,
To the three,
Who have saved me.
Melanie Gardiner, 28 december 2011
There is an old saying,
About where your closeness should be laying.
I must say this,
It is not one to dismiss.
The bitter taste you might know,
Can also send an emotional blow.
The one that turns your mind around,
And makes your heart hit the ground.
If you know not,
I must give you a warning bell.
Watch the secrets you might tell.
Melanie Gardiner, 28 december 2011
(This poem is for Robbie Yelle, from Chloe)
For Christmas wishes, I only have one.
I don't want a vacation under the sun.
I don't want the presents under the tree,
I only want you to be with me.
The snow is falling lightly,
And Christmas is coming near,
But I don't want the presents that I may receive.
What would fill my heart with cheer,
Is you just being here.
When our love is matched with Christmas spirit,
There is just no way to cure it.
I don't need any twinkling Christmas lights,
Just you alone makes my holidays bright.
When you come around,
You'll have to keep my feet on the ground.
To make my perfect holiday,
I don't want you to stay away.
Please grant my Christmas wish,
Because you're the only thing on my Christmas list.
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