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An angel in heaven
Sits high above
Longingly wanting
This life she was robbed

An angel in heaven
Sighs at her loss
As she silently watches
The ones that she lost

An angel in heaven
felt unimaginable pain
Forced by a monster
Treating her life with disdain

An angel in heaven
Turns and flutters her wings
Forsaking that life
Now her new journey begins.

An angel in heaven
Now filled with smiles and much love.
For those who shall miss her
She returns as a dove.
Written for Keimani Latigue
A 13 yr old girl who went missing Mar 2025.
Keimani's story affected me deeply, my heart broke for her. I truly hope this beautiful little one is at peace.


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  Mar 11 Laurel Selby
November Sky
If I sit too long, time gathers in my chest,
as my mind sees the finish line waiting for me—
It makes it hard to breathe
not from the aches of the world,
but from the slow diminishment of time—
my own.

I find myself caught,
between the urge to fight
and the desire to let go,
between wanting to stay
and fearing I’ve overstayed
my welcome.

I wish I could run backward in time—
through rain-soaked streets
where I should have spoken,
to rooms filled with words
I swallowed down.

To rewrite a road already traveled—
I’d keep close only a few,
kind souls etched in love and loss,
and have us meet on softer roads
and brighter dawns,
let love linger longer—
so much longer—
before it learns to fade away.

But the clock never bends,
so I dwell in tiny moments,
trading the vastness of tomorrow
for the precious depth of just one day—

There is comfort in knowing
not all battles are won
with clenched fists
or held breaths.

I have no wars left to fight—
only the love for others left in me,
fading to purple, barely breathing—
but finally unmoored.
Laurel Selby Mar 7
I breathe in sharp breaths
Chest rising then falls
Heart beating as fast
As this cyclonic squall
It's the waiting you see
That makes my mind race
It's the ever unknowing
South East Queenslanders
face
Mother nature holds vengeance
Maybe for all the wrongs we have done
She will hold us to account
Till her damage is done
Once we feel long waited calm
Mother nature's at peace
For our moment in time
Her destruction shall cease.
As we start to assess
and the clean ups begun
Alfred's fear becomes memories
With the warmth of the sun.
In just a few short hours from now we will be hit by Cyclone Alfred, our home falls within the predicted landfall zone, wind gusts of 150 kms (93.2mps) and possibly more than 400mm rain, some areas close to 700mm. It's the waiting that kills me, and the unknowing.
See you all in a few days, cheers Laurel
Laurel Selby Jan 28
I wish you could see my thoughts.
To be inside my head,
When the world gets way too much
And I don't get out of bed.

I wish you could feel my pain
To know what it's like to be me
When life seems like death
And it's all I feel and see.

I wish you could cry my tears
To try to stop this endless flow
When my heart seems like it's breaking
And my life feels so **** low.

I wish you could forget for me
All the trauma I've endured
When the night goes on forever
And my mind is so obscured.

I wish you could be just like me
As I stare into my mirror
The hardest thing I have to do
Is to learn how to forgive her.
It's funny how my outside can laugh and smile while my inside is screaming and dying.
Laurel Selby Jan 9
When I wake, I feel weighted
Weighted down,
Waiting for life.
When I wake I feel lost
Losing time losing memories.
When I wake I want sleep,
Sleeping dreams make it right.
Laurel Selby Jan 4
A fragile mind knows born to lose
A fragile mind has internal pain
A fragile mind is forever anxious
A fragile mind has demons no one can tame
A fragile mind sees  what most miss
A fragile mind hears the whisper of love
A fragile mind can dance to silence
A fragile mind knows of beauty within
A fragile mind lives strengths unmeasured
A fragile mind shall stand to exist.
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