The heart truly needs pleasure
but I never wanted any of this
all that ever came my way
was that huge cloud of gray
all those lies that brought on so much darkness
that seems to make me cry
most of the time,
while his words played upon my mind
day and night, leaving me in fright
while I was standing in the rain
letting out all this pain
I had to ask, why do I have to live like this?
when I only asked for the pleasure of the heart.
- Judy Emery © 1984 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.