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The mask is painted bright,
Happy pinks and greens and reds,
To hide the beast inside.
The one with seven heads.
The first, her name is Wrath. ..
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Silly foolish girl
With your
Silly foolish dreams.
You let yourself forget,
You let yourself believe.
Silly foolish girl,
With your
Silly f..
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Sometimes I wonder,Behind closed doors,If people would miss me,Or just ignore.Ignore the space I left behind,Ignore that I was sometimes unkind.The se..
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Uh, I don't really know. It's more of a free verse poem.
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The pain that cuts deep,
A searing blade,
Ripping your soul in two,
Renting it twain.
A hot tear rolls,
Charcoal black, mascara rid..
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Sometimes your bleeding soul cuts my heart to its core.The tales that you tell of pain you just can’t take anymore. Hold on. Hold on. ..
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Drown me in your arms,Suffocate me in your embrace.I’m dying for your touch.I’d kill for your grace.Say my name so sweet,Syllables falling..
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Goodnight, Love The sun was a red orb as it set. I zipped up my coat as a cold breeze swiftly rushed through the trees like an omen. Jade was up ahead..
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Deja Vu Beep, beep, beep! Alice groaned as she rolled over and smacked her alarm clock. She pulled the covers over her head and hid from the world. T..
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Haven't we all felt this way at one time or another?
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