But,itis,theend
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Look back #1.A Poem by But,itis,theendIt's a hard thing to begin. To start from the beginning.Thumbing through my entire collection of you.The present album might glorify the old.I want .. |
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It's allA Poem by But,itis,theendEverything is so incredibly dull. Nothingseems to find me.It's all just a passerbyThe smile is genuine The moments matterIt's more a function of being.. |
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AcrossA Poem by But,itis,theendWe sit againacrosspoorly filling the wornsmooth plasticboothI listen to you speakhurriedly separately intriguedwatching your deft, slenderfingers off.. |
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...A Poem by But,itis,theendThere is a pin point center to us allAnd no personCan ever share itDo not believeIt will see the lightOf anotherIt is the loneliness of itThat drives .. |
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Nothing really.A Poem by But,itis,theendLove is an idea. There are no rules in its construct. In no way is it static and ever well defined. There are 57 billion ways to love. And somehow in .. |
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She isA Poem by But,itis,theendShe makes me the luckiest man alive.She is the forest when alone.She is surf with the moon.She makes the sun partly mine.She makes my smile yours.She .. |
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ListlessA Poem by But,itis,theendI feel pretty goodFor feeling this badThat odd listless angerMixed with those usual suspectsDisgust, guilt andOh! The sweetest crushOn being undeniabl.. |
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