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My heart stopped beating
A Poem by
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A poem about depression and not for the faint of heart
This is all i know
A Poem by
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It is as clear to me as on a freezing day During the night Then as day seeps in Your features are as bliss to me So as I play with silenc..
I love you enough
A Poem by
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I love you enough I won a battle I came out on top Your be happy to hear this Maybe even jealous I tried to write the perfect poem I coul..
You Did Love Me Then
A Poem by
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So I trickled out if your life As water through a spring Smoothing over the points and rocks alone An adventure I didn't give you anothe..
Your Demise
A Poem by
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Tears as loose as the ribbon fluttering from your hair to the floor Stepping back I wonder if this agony is justice That a last breath So you ..
Childless
A Poem by
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Involuntary Childless There's a name for me Involuntary childless And I can't escape this It's everywhere I look Being an involuntary chil..
My Love For You
A Poem by
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My love for you is timeless It will last my remaining days Then follow wherever death takes me On the eve of my ending day It grew from i..
Bleeding Love
A Poem by
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Through the midnight blue of your eyes The glowing glory of the sun Rectifying this pure embrace As all worries are now shunned Silken ha..
Before You Were Here
A Poem by
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When you were here I'd watch you sleep While carving your face on clay Trying to capture your perfection As my heart fluttered faster wi..
I'll Wait For You My Love
A Poem by
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I'll wait for you my love There is a room Inside me Hidden towards the back of my mind You could call it a memory I keep it locked with a gold..
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