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Silence fills her mind as she stares at her feet,The music starts and she feels the pulsing beat,Each pound of that bass synchronizes with her heart,W..
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For my good friend.
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I'd rather not write about sadness and death, But it seems it's all readers classify as depth,I claim to be superficial, but let's give deep a shot,Co..
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Look at you child, so innocent and sweet,You hug with little arms and walk on little feet,Your little brain doesn't see what's really there,You float ..
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Shall he be our enemy or shall he be our saving grace,He cries corruption from the rooftops behind the mask upon his face,"It's the government!" he sw..
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A poem about courage just seems so clich
é,But the thoughts in my head just won't seem to stray,I yearn for the heart to simply say what I fe..
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These words are here to tease and tantalize the taste buds of your mind,They've left you with a foreign taste you're longing now to find.This taste ha..
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