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Writing poetry on the inside of my eyelids,
Remembering everything to forget them again…
Writing poetry on my heart,
Carving it, pre..
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At the end of the day it really doesn’t matter.
Trying too hard proves desire for acceptance
And that is unacceptable.
You will end up sing..
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“If it’s meant to be it’s gonna happen” just trust that for me if not for yourself.
You need to be sure that I love you eno..
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(“And if you don’t come back, what happens to me then?”)
Leaving for Iraq isn’t so bad when you have someone to come ..
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haha randomness at its best.
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The only question left to pose is whether or not right is wrong,
Black is white, good is bad, up is down, and hot is cold.
The question of life is s..
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Yet another poem for Uncle Sam’s kids,
How a generation filled with hope is being killed…
Fighting for something they think they need..
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Bandaged anywhere from the neck down,
Wrists and fingers and legs.
Walking around like Egyptians
Yeah, I know best, so now what?
Putting it ..
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You say you trust me, wouldn't hate me if you tried
Did you ever realize that you’re putting your life
In the hands of a liar, a cheater..
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another poem for the one I love most.
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