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Some nights I write solely to forget her,to pour her essence into ink on paper,and then scrunch them up and throw them away.The memories of her cling...
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What becomes of words unspoken?Could they possibly find any joy,like a once happily chirping bird,that accepts his song is better left unheard?Or woul..
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This girl sitting in the back of the cafereading The Social Contract,I think she fell straight out of my head,she's not too tall and so slender,withlu..
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There are women that can possess you with their eyes,beautiful gorgons,beware!All it takes is a single glance to be caught in their glare,forever trap..
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I have grown so weary of this hurtful place,
time moves so slowly in this manic space,
it makes me tear out my hair,
and writhe in my sleep,
it ma..
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Your love burned with the intensity of a thousandleeches,slithering and sucking my shriveled soul,leaving me dryer than the Saharan,so lost was I in t..
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I could do nothing to stop my once luminous heart,
from being drawn into you so strongly and torn apart,
whenever you walked by the sun seemed less ..
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To think it was naught but chance,that I was able to lay eyes on thee,perhaps I was struck through the heartby fate's lance,in that momentous serendip..
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Looking at her is likelooking at the sunwith bare eyes as child;risking blindness,and yet I still stare.She is the moon,she is the clouds,seemingly wi..
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She came crashing into my lifea meteor, ready to cause strifeand terror,her presence blocking out my sky,and despite the obviously impending doomI con..
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