Angee Reynolds
Angee Reynolds Poems
in a park i do dwell
i met a guy i love so well
there he took me heart from me
now he wants to set it free
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As soft winds sweep away the days
I look back on life through a haze.
Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
In childlike gaze that never ends.
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I see the stars sparkling so bright,
Within the moon kissed sky.
I hear the lark so sweetly sing,
Amidst the morning dawn.
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Window panes come crashing down
Amidst the tears and pain
Vanishing hopes are gone and flew away
Up above through twilight
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you made me smile,
you made me happy,
i couldn't see myself without you,
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When is it time to say goodbye,
To all the love I've known,
When is it time to end your pain,
And leave me all alone?
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I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain
And it is always I fight for the welcome change
When it rains it pours on this heart of mine
So, I take the storms I feel to her each time.
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i feel like myself when im with you,
i feel like there isnt anything i cant do,
feel like i can jump and you'll be there to catch me when i fall,
i feel like my feet arent touching the floor,
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haha i stole my friends laptop and now she is trying to get back at me but its soo hilarious her name is angie she is gay
amazing
never sober
good for one hug only
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Angee Reynolds Biography
hey im angee, im 16 and live in coffs harbour. my poems aren't really that good but if you like them please don't hesitate to leave a comment! if you can think of any improvements i can make to my writing then any help is more then welcome, just leave a comment, i have just started writing songs, your song is the song that i have just finished writing recently. its about a boy i know and that means a great deal to me. thank you to all you fellow poets out there that have read my stuff :) keep writing guys! xoxo)
The Best Poem Of Angee Reynolds
I Died For Love
in a park i do dwell
i met a guy i love so well
there he took me heart from me
now he wants to set it free
there he sat another girl upon his knee
and told her things he never told me
i went home to cry upon my bed
and not a word was said
my dad came home late that night
and searched for me from left to right
he opened my door and smashed it down
and found me hanging from a rope
on the floor he found a note
dig a grave dig it deep
marble stone from head to feet
and on the grave build a door
that says i died for love
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10/23/2025 2:40:42 AM # 1.0.0
The striking thing about your writing is that it conveys to the reader the powerful internal emotions you feel inside. Most writers struggle with this very thing. For you, it is natural and present in all your poems. This gives you an inherent gift for writing that others wish they had. The only thing you require to be a great poet, is time.