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The star in my heart is fading,
the sun won't shine again.
Clouds are slowly seeping in,
and I say,
Bring on the rain.
The dance takes two,
b..
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The wind is whispering
provocative tales of (love? lust?)
timeless romance
to the skittering leaves --
life's only skeptic,
if you please.
The ..
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Fleeting fancies of lucid dreams
hang on the edge, torn at the seams.
Drink up my love, it's all for you.
It'll only poison if you want it to.
And..
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Fit them together,
pieces of a dream,
broken and shattered
on your doorstep.
A puzzle built on wishes,
melting in the rain.
Hopes in disguise
w..
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Paint it red,
I'll scream for you.
Hide behind the demon's view.
The shape in the dark
distorts the mirror,
and time is painful past.
You cannot..
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Inspired by a line in the background of an Evanescence song, "She's nothing to me"
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Titled as it is because otherwise it seems hard to understand what the poem is about, and I couldn't think of anything better.
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Not meant to offend, I was just having fun with it.
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Turn out the lights,
hold close your dreams,
watch the down-spiral
tear up at the seams.
Nightmares chase fairies
through years of decay,
sprink..
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It's like a mask that hides the view,
but I can see through you,
to every crack
and bend
and break . . .
the beauty that they take.
And your mas..
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