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You inspire love in me!
Then you stab a knife in my chest.
You tell me you love me
Then you break my chest with your so called love
I..
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We go there when we don't know where we are going.
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The blood drips from my hands
I keep strangling myself over and over again
The calling of time show me that the end draws near
The yelli..
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Their was actually a sequel to this poem, but it wasn't very good, so I'm not going to post it. I really liked trying to focus on writing something ar..
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Throw in a insanely tired night to where you will not give up on staying awake, and then throw in a few words of inspiration of the ocean and love, an..
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Your gonna laugh, but i was trying to build a triangle with words the night I wrote this. An I was alone thinking about a girl by a window. I thought ..
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From the first kiss of life, to the last, the man sits their and
stairs at himself in the mirror thinking about it all. Thinking a..
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We always look at the stars and think of the ones we love, and we all would like someone to look above with.
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This is about that person that you wrote a bunch of crap about, and then when you thought you were done thinking about them, they enter your mind once..
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I wrote it for my high school sweet heart. Again written around the time I got out of high school.
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