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Our voices have long since stopped echoingNo glares or cold looks do we shareCommon courtesies are respected at all timesNever do we lose our tempers ..
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I remember the little girl I used to be Brown hair, brown eyes, tall, skinny, averageOutgoing and far too intelligent for my own goodUnafraid of a wor..
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The wind stirred the looming branchesThe branches rustled the curtainsThe curtains hid the waning moonlightThe slivers of moonlight illuminated the co..
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On my way to school one dayI found a heart of stoneThe color seemed a lifeless grayBut I couldn’t leave it all aloneOn my way to school one dayI..
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If love were a number, I would give you mineIf love were water, I would give you the lake where we metIf love were music, I would give you the mixtape..
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I loved herI love her stillAnd part of me will probably always love herBut I am tired of the mind gamesThe pleading for forgiveness over the phoneWalk..
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If Prince Charming is waiting for meThe way my mother says he isThen why is he leaving me lonelyIf my heart is already his?My prince must be lost some..
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You say we are close friendsI say we are strangers, loving strangersI do not know your favorite color, nor you mineOur confidence lies not in each oth..
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Until I met you, I didn’t know what it was like to be afraidI thought I knew what fear was, but I was wrongI knew to avoid upsetting or angering..
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His glare a choppy tempestStriking and retreatingAssured he always knows bestBut his victory is fleetingA bird within a darkened cageThe damsel in his..
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