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Precious boy,Please tear my heart out,Eat it if you will.Don't worry, another one will come aboutfor the next one I want to give it to.I suppose my te..
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I've had this thought before,That bodies are books,And I want to read yours.I want to puzzle over every scar,Contemplating the pain behind the risen s..
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It's amazing thatwhen I'm hurtand I let my pain show,Sweet promises are the fix to which people go.They go to a cute little flower shop,Pick out some ..
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Remember when...Our hearts swelled with hope?As we thought about the future,Sweet little girls who loved the color pink,Dreaming of knights in shining..
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You want to know me?My favorite colors are blue and black,I hope each day that my life is on track.I write poems to seal up my heart's cracks,And for ..
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When will the day come,When I find someone I have arealconnection with?Someone whose mind links inexplicably work mine,Thinking my thoughts, thinking ..
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Red is the color we assign to Love.But, it's also assigned to anger,Heat and blood...Why?Love is supposed to hold a lot of power,But so does anger.Bot..
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We are all born sensitive,Crying and laughing with different occurrences in matters of seconds,We grow to be stronger each year,Desensitizing as adult..
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It feels like self-destruction is necessary.Take all my thoughts and feelings,And bury them deep down inside of me.Yes, I know the thought sends some ..
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I've learned through many an experience,The the only opinion that matters,Is your own.If someone chooses to bestowan opinion upon you to leave your se..
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