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Go ahead, twist those words,but do not split this face,with that shapely disgustYou call a promise. Sunrise after sunrise And this bed is still emptyl..
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Sitting at the intersection,of what I thought was heaven.Heavy breathing,gets the best of me-Disclosure is close But too far to catchLIES fill you as ..
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I met him on the street, alone. He flashed a smile and I was done. We walked hand in hand for a while, spilling into each other. I wanted to go,but he..
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The trees below me,
that talk about me,
how their branches miss,
the touch.
How one summer ago
it all changed,
and now we beg.
Our world,
unfo..
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The world is my theatre and you are the star of this life-long picture
The heroin that the single girl in the crowd falls in love with
That girl i..
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how does it feel,
so blissful,
so beautiful,
and then the words decay.
Crawl away,
laugh in your face
and front you reality-
the trust is raped..
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I feel a burst of air,
entering through my open pores,
eyes glazed,
(from previous night before)
I am lost.
(in my own thoughts)
not knowing how..
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oh,
what fun it would ne
to blow my mind
and fall into the sun...
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a poem of someone that should be long forgotten....
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Maybe one more try,
for the soft touch
to this insanity
this love crazed,
NEVER
ever ending mind.
to hope,
is doubtless
You are something ..
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