HOT AND COLD

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Hot and cold is the one that stands so bold
while I am growing old,
fear is slow where my faith once turned cold
shamed and blamed was on my own name,
Beauty is I the one they call the queen
of all darken dreams that make me scream,
fools and lies hide into the night
that brings on the high of me
words of hate that condemned my faith
Oh, a precious stone of love that has been cast upon me,
I let my tears fall like raindrops,
I feel the need for forgiveness
where this life makes me weep
I am poor fighting a war of the free
Oh, please don't look down on me.


-Judy Emery © 1982
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

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