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I am forced to reflect upon my self the world constantly begging the question who are you? And the question gets louder and louder and nobody seems to..
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she was not my heaven she was my hell in disguiseshe was a shadow of the hatred and anger i had run from for so longshe was a who she wasits hard to s..
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june 3rd, 3:17 ami started to fall in love with you the second i looked into your eyes, and kissed your lips under the trees and the midnight sk..
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eyes like the sun, flooded my body with warmth, and made me feel alive and humaneyes like rainstorm, powerful and beautiful, compels me to grant eve..
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the taste of her lips kept me awake at night and alive at heart
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i met an angel the other day, and looking into her eyes i saw my heaven, my paradise.the art of her form, her skin, her smile and her soul intoxicated..
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all my atoms and particles will find yours, in this universe and the nextbaby we are the stars in the sky
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a tiny little tribute to my first thoughts about nihilism. i have been playing with nihilistic expression for a bit, and the first time i had ever hea..
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another day of actions attempting to drive away the loneliness-- done in vainmy efforts are worthlesslooking in the mirror to see what is so wrong wit..
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i looked down at my hands, and moved them around in the air, confused as why they moved freely, when i felt the straitjacket more than i felt the free..
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