Marilyn Monroe

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I used to write poetry sometimes but usually I was depressed those times. The few I showed it to said that it depressed them. One of them cried, but it was an old friend I'd known for a long time. O, Time Be kind. Help this weary being To forget what is sad to remember. Loose my loneliness, Ease my mind, While you eat my flesh. I could have loved you once and even said it But you went away, A long way away. When you came back it was too late And love was a forgotten word . Remember? To the weeping Willow I stood beneath your limbs and you flowered and finally clung to me and when the wind struck with … the earth and sand- you clung to me. - Marilyn Monroe - Night of the Nite-soothing- darkness-refreshes-Air Seems different-Night has No eyes nor no one-silence- except to the Night itself - Marilyn Monroe - From time to time I make it rhyme but don't hold that kind of thing against me- Oh well what the hell so it won't sell what I want to tell- is what's on my mind taint Dishes taint Wishes it's thoughts flinging by before I die and to think in ink - Marilyn Monroe - Here goes - Good nite Sleep tight and Sweet repose Where ever you lay your Head- I hope you find your nose- - Marilyn Monroe - I left my home of green rough wood, A blue velvet couch. I dream till now A shiny dark bush Just left of the door. Down the walk Clickity clack As my doll in her carriage Went over the cracks- "We'll go far away." II Don't cry my doll Don't cry I hold you and rock you to sleep Hush hush I'm pretending now I'm not your mother who died. III Help Help Help I feel life coming closer When all I want is to die - Marilyn Monroe - Life - I am of both your directions Existing more with the cold frost Strong as a cobweb in the wind Hanging downward the most Somehow remaining Those beaded rays have the colors I've seen in paintings - ah life they have cheated you... thinner than a cobweb's thread sheerer than any but it did attach itself and held fast in strong winds and sindged by leaping hot fires life - of which at singular times I am of both your directions - somehow I remain hanging downward the most as both of your directions pull me. - Marilyn Monroe - © Candy Girl.		Bilderna nedan är klickbara....