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It's Just The Sun. Go Back To Bed Sweetie.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
It was effortless to smile then. There is much difficulty in this now. I felt free because of the things you told me. You told me.
Devil May Smile.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
Would you trade your soul to try again? Would you do what I have? What if I was the quiet one? Did you ever think of it like that?
Dyed In Wool Eyes.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
It has been far too long to say I know what I feel again. Whether there is love or hate or denial inside, I can only say it doesn't feel right to se..
How Long Has It Been?
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
Should I say I gave up, it is to lie again, And should I let you go, is to kill again. I do not doubt it. Made a vow to love you like no other. ..
You Crossed A Line. (Take It Back!)
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
You are a wonder in this hell. Your name is the difference in medicine and a drug. The one whom all feel as if its just dreaming. I never pushed yo..
Pitied That Mark.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
I won't be angry. I will be waiting. Biding my time. Don't say you love me. All the things I should have done. Just say its alright. Execution s..
So This Is Bundles.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
Run to the waves as there's a way out. Follow any who says its okay to. But your hands are tied by ribbons of black. A ticking clock is chiming lik..
Kicking.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
It seems that you're a growing figure Black mass of liquid seeping And you pour out my eyes and mind Like a game so cruel as sweet too That you ne..
Insomnia Was My Sister.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
No recollection of those years… So this canvass molded into dust? And you said I'd rise from ashes, not dirt. Pull it, please, my broken ext..
Lucifer Cannot, You Can.
A Poem by
xXxCynicalWarsxXx
I can't believe there anything like this! If you say you're as half as good as you are, Then you can prove anything to us, to me. And then you can ..
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