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Dysfunctional Dance

Dance, dance, all you want
I'm changing the tune, my stomach is in knots.
I'm free of relating to you this way
I was really was on the very first day.
I should of trusted my gut
but I gave a lot of buts…
But o.k. I will rationalize
that I can put myself last or on the side…
Not thinking twice or thinking it through
Feel like I should be guilty when it was really you.
Trying to be nice, me not making a fuss
you played your games and lost my trust.
I should of wrote the note early on
got it on the table so you would be gone.
Now there is not much you can do
except be accountable for your untruth.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 26,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Dysfunctional Dance

DYSF

Dance, dance, all you want
I'm changing the tune, my stomach is in knots.
I'm free of relating to you this way
I was really was on the very first day.
I should of trusted my gut
but I gave a lot of buts…
But o.k. I will rationalize
that I can put myself last or on the side…
Not thinking twice or thinking it through
Feel like I should be guilty when it was really you.
Trying to be nice, me not making a fuss
you played your games and lost my trust.
I should of wrote the note early on
got it on the table so you would be gone.
Now there is not much you can do
except be accountable for your untruth.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 26,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Suicide MisUnderstood

Some people don't know what it's like
to be in pain and want to stop your life.
When the medical profession can't find out why
you're in pain for months and they treat you like a fly.
Luckily Dr. Gregory visionary who did see.
could scan my etheric field and tell me about my injury.
My whole nervous system was out of whack
I wasn't thinking clearly—alignment not good in my back.
Deviated septum making it hard for me to breath
because of pain in pelvis I couldn't sleep.
So when your mind is not thinking clearly
you could do anything to get relief—
like taking too many sleeping pills
to make this painful life history.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 11,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Enjoy Your Day

Feel the breeze on your skin,
feel the happiness within.
Feel the sun on your back,
hear the birds go yack.
Feel the waves touch your hands,
feel the your feet in the sand.
feel the fresh air when you breathe in,
experiencing life once again.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on March 7,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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What Is Your Life?

What is that you came to express?
What is it that brings you happiness?
What is that brings you joy?
What is your favorite toy?
What is the color of your eyes?
What is the it that makes you cry?
What is your scariest thought?
What ties your stomach in knots?
What is your happiest dream?
What is your addiction or extreme?
For what is your life when you write it all down,
maybe it's not worth writing about or maybe it's
the talk of the town.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on March 6,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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So I Dance

Well I met you while we were sharing stares
from motorcars
And from there it was like a dream just coming true
The you asked if I like to dance and I said
"Not at all"
So you turned away to start the search for
someone new
Then an acetate Casanova sweeps you off your feet
Cause he dances like Michael J. meets Fred Astaire
And I desperately ask for one more chance
to be with you
And you smile at me while thinking "Yeah it's only fair"
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Well you live your whole life believing silly
fairytales
Like the King of Heart's coming down to marry you
But reality's coming fast and you feel all alone
So I hope you'll let me be the one to get you thru
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I Dance
Solo
So I dance - Dance - Dance
Well you're going out ballroom dancing
almost every night
While he's blinding you with his moves
and not a word
Then you say that if I could tango
you would have it all
So I "twist" with you and pray
I don't look too absurd
So I dance - Dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance oooh
So I dance
So I dance oooh
So I dance

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Razel’s Dance Fate

On the dance floor I'm notorious baby,
try to catch up with me,
I will be dancing to the beat and harmony,
of M.J. … O.K? ? ?
You will know my name,
For I dance my way to fame,
so don’t be lame,
get in the game,
as I move to the groove,

can you dance with me and look smooth?

If, not I'll be on the move to another
potential dance mate.
For tomorrow I will have my
NAME on everyone's license plate,
which translates,
into fate…
RAZEL RULES

NOW go 'Sing the Blues'

For I dance my way to fame,

can you take the bait?
or will you switch it up
to something more great…
or are you going to
make me wait and anticipate

by then

it will be way tooo late,

so why hesitate? ? ?

The End…
Written by Suzae Chevalier

on Jan.9th 2011

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Your Like Chocolate Candy

Like chocolate candy I do eat

you are an Easter bunny, chocolate treat.

You will be fooled by my with with charm

Don't worry, I mean you no harm.

Enjoy the moment while it lasts

savor the experience-your only chance.

You can play with me your one last dance.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 14,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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We Are Afraid Of Dying

Since humans are afraid of dying
we will still kill each other-
This of course does not happen on
a highly evolved planet where they
are one with everyone another.
So if you look at how Jesus died
you will understand what these
above sentences imply.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 23,2012

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Role Reversal

What did I do with you?
In a past life you played my fool.
Role reversal has happened to you and me
I was the fool this time, but now I'm free.
For we will learn on this Earth plane
all our lessons once again.
No wrong and no right-
we have experience and see into the light-
go much deeper then with average sight.
And have no revenge, hate or spite.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 14,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Seeing Auras

Each soul has a shiny bright light
some souls are dimmer with different colors
for clariavont to see just right.
If your aura is grey
clairvoyant knows you lying
no matter what you say.
Wouldn't it be nice if
we had a device
that let you know
when someone was trying to snow—
snow you into believing a lie
but you can feel it in your gut—
which you can't deny.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 27,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Annalese At The Cottage

Dancing at The Cottage with Annalese

she is my big Sis with dark hair like my niece.

Annalese and me dance to the music

-around the time of eight-

nobody is on the floor but us which is great!

We dance then Ginger comes in

she is Annalese's good friend.

It is Ginger's birthday and Annalese

made a great original gift—

Ginger loves it, it is very precious.

Also at The Cottage, Jimmy the owner is there

grooving cool music fills the air.

Then a special performer takes the stage

she sings her song while dancing away.

Singing performer has a little guy on her lap—

Performer asks him questions-

which makes us all laugh.

Then the night comes to a close

I walk to my bike with Annalese

say goodbye and ride safely home.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 10,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Dance, Dance

Dance, Dance
To the music
Dance, Dance
To the beat
Dance, Dance
To the rhythm
Stomp your feet

Dance, Dance
Even though
Your tune they don't hear
Dance, Dance
For yourself
Have no fear

Dance, Dance
If you're alive
You're doing well
Dance, Dance
And grin
So the world can tell

You know you've got
A life to live
You're looking at the joy
This world can give

And you're dancing and laughing,
Won't be dragged down
You'd rather keep moving
Than stay with a frown

Dance, Dance
'Til it's played to the end
Dance, Dance
With a smile
My truly brave friend

poem by Atara Gedalowitz
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Damon Runyon In A Past Life?

Maybe I was Damon Runyon in a past time
he died at age 66 which was the year I began my life.
I also write about someone I call the 'Guy'
who maybe is kind of shy.
Damon wrote a play with Dolls & Guys
which was acted out in NYC—very true-not a lie.
I write about a Doll
who is cute and kind of small.
Damon also named his pet _____
almost like mine.
I write about a character with letter
beginning with N—
he was only a sponsor to me—
he wanted to be more than friends—
Just like Damon-
who writes about characters where
he actually supported them
in his writing he actually defends.
Damon also writes about baseball
I don't know baseball at all.
I am more of a poet who story-tells-
I write of the doll character nicknamed Mel.
See baseball is not my cup of tea—
but to Damon he was famous for
being a reporter known around the country.
He even wrote a character named Sarah Brown
I have a character Sarah who lives by a clown.
Little Miss Marker was a play he wrote-
I wrote a poem Little Miss Melodie who sings a note.
His grandfather was from New Jersey just like me
I see a lot of similarities-

Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 17,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Dream State

I know my long hair caught your eye-
as you where driving by.
Luckily that was the hook
besides my sparkling eyes and sexy look.
You point to numbers on your truck
your numbers stands for 'angels' not for luck.
Now there many times I would see your face
on other roads of time and space.
Yes, in the surreal dream state
I'ld see you in the past a different date.
So this is the first poem, not the last-
the scenery changes-
time speeds up fast.
For an ice spell could ruin your chance-
get in the way of your sacred dance.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Wishing Her Luck by Donald Trump

Jenna Talackova won her case
now she can compete with taste.
Donald wished her luck once
his organization said yes and it stuck.
Back in year 2005
Miss Universe came walking by.
I was told to take her photo quite nice
I did, I did not think twice.
Miss Universe's photo I did take
at Mar-a-Largo on spring break.
I would of never would of guessed
if this woman was born this way
so it does it matter if she is was
straight, transgender or gay?
I couldn't detect from the naked eye
so God would be the only one to testify.
We have free will that the source gave to us
so her cares if Rosy was a Russ.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 10,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Your Angels Are Always With You

Your angels are with you through all of your past lives
they know all your pain and suffering
and what you feel inside.
Your anges are with you all the time
they are pure love and are your guide.
So listen to that still voice
it is your angels giving you a better choice.

Written on November 17,2012 by Suzae Chevalier
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Alias Poem

Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012

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www.christinasunrise.com www.puppitlady.com

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Hats Off To You Dr. Cameron and JoAnn

Dr. Cameron with your shiny bright smile

let me stay longer and rest for a while.

I really felt rested finally at last-

your acupuncture worked

I slept better that night on my back.

Thank you Dr. Cameron for your sincere concern

reminding me to build strength; be merry

which I took to heart and learned.

Dr. Cameron has studied in Japan and China too

He knows a lot about pain management

meditation and Qi Gong which is true.

Jo Ann who is your receptionist is sweet and great

Jo Ann made room for me that very same day.

Jo Ann is very spiritual and has given me great advice

she knows firsthand and feels it's a blessing I have a new life.

All of your clients take their hats off to both of you!

Your clients feel at home and soothed-

receiving healing acupuncture that makes them feel renewed!

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 28,2012

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 28,2012

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Maybe I Was Damon In A Past Life

Maybe I was Damon Runyon in a past time
he died at age 66 which was the year I began my life.
I also write about someone I call the 'Guy'
who maybe is kind of shy.
Damon wrote a play with Dolls & Guys
which was acted out in NYC—very true-not a lie.
I write about a Doll
who is cute and kind of small.
Damon also named his pet _____
almost like mine.
I write about a character with letter
beginning with N—
he was only a sponsor to me—
he wanted to be more than friends—
Just like Damon-
who writes about characters where
he actually supported them
in his writing he actually defends.
Damon also writes about baseball
I don't know baseball at all.
I am more of a poet who story-tells-
I write of the doll character nicknamed Mel.
See baseball is not my cup of tea—
but to Damon he was famous for
being a reporter known around the country.
He even wrote a character named Sarah Brown
I have a character Sarah who lives by a clown.
Little Miss Marker was a play he wrote-
I wrote a poem Little Miss Melodie who sings a note.
His grandfather was from New Jersey just like me
I see a lot of similarities-

Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 17,2012

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Angel Number 444

Number comes in on my phone—
But I don't know if it's from a gnome.
Maybe an angel for the numbers show
The number 444.
The time of the call was the numbers above
Maybe sent by an angel or a secret dove.
So it gave me hope that I am still here—
My angels are everywhere.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2012
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