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am i allowed to say i love you?
naw, probably not
more boundaries
more rules
more lies
Ha, where did i go wrong?
i fell.
that's the problem.
i..
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He used to be a figure skater. Funny, huh? That shaggy-haired boy, that brown haired boy, that cute boy. He used to be a figure skater. That's when I ..
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I've discovered it, lucky me. Figured out why my writing has flowed so easily lately, why I need only think of a certain someone to make poems fly fro..
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I don't know who I am. A year ago I would have listed off half a dozen words and then pointed to them, there, lingering on the page. "That's me,&..
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I'm a bizarre child, I must admit. Time passes too fast for me to handle everything that is happening. Shall I recount a few things that have happened..
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oh, how badly i want this
like some f****n lust
how much i want it
how i thirst after it
ha,so demented
i thirst after...
the blood.
the pain.
..
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is this where we end up?
of course it is, honey
with smudged lipstick
and scuffled clothing
ha, howromantic
aren't we sweet?
in your boy-messy..
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I could start a poem
Create words of peotic tune
Clip together stanzas
Steal bits from lives in view
I could write a story
Solemn to the core
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bid you goodbye
a full year ago
when a car's screeching tires
tore you away
honey, baby
it's been so long
so freaking long
since i talked to..
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Sadness flits across her face
Like a raven’s ebon’ wings
Fling it high and far
In the vastness of the heralded sky
Guilt fills her sol..
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