Allison Barnett Biography

I'm ready, so ready
to release the beast I master
The cords in his arched neck tremble
berating my control
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The Pain is the worst pain in the world
It is not merely the pain of a broken arm,
that heals with time
Nor is it the pain of a starving child,
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Petals falling falling falling,
they land, ever so light on their feet.
i hardly feel the soft touch of botanic fingers
as they curiously caress my skin.
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So here is another poem for you
telling you how my love was true
But you decided to throw it away
and in the whole matter i had no say
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What good is a day without you?
What is it worth?
Nothing. That's what.
I'm not sad, no tears will mark my face.
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