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Nightmares. I would always have them. Always see them as they truly are. See a land fading to dust and ruble. A realm of death. Not a sound. Not even ..
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The wind carries the sound of crickets, bringing warmth to my heart, yet sadness at the same time. So I stare,,,towards the full moon shined from a di..
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Setting here I remember...all the times I had to cry im December. Backtracking on things I thought were lost. And how I gained pain for the cost. I gu..
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Your in my head.
So hard because of where it lead,
A love thought to be real,
Then proved that was not what you feel.
You let me down hard a..
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The sun can set so beautifully, With the warmth resting to my skin, never ending thoughts run wild as questions scramble. Sorrow holds onto a heart fi..
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I used to believe a simple smile could brighten the day
That there was believe in every word someone had to say.
That just maybe thier intentions ..
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I set along the ocean side. Water as blue an pure as the sky. Waves roaring with the sound against the bank. Wind whistling. My hair softly hitting my..
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Memories are a fragment that binds me,
Replay's of images of who I used to be.
They show me a life once lead,
"Never give up, never give in,"..
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These four walls surround me as I twirl the wine in this glass. Happiness becomes a shattered memory, broken melody or fragment of wat was. Your smile..
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I can hear the rain when it hits the roof, and the lightning when it strikes. I can see the light, as it lights up the whole sky. I open up my door. I..
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