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Past mistakes will no longer seemTo matter much to me;When I die, I will only ignoreThe sadness hindering meFrom flying away and being set free;I will..
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He serves overseas,His name on her tongueAnd safety on her mindWherever she goes.She thinks of him dailyAnd scribbles short poemsHe will never be able..
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I can still feelYour touch, underneathMy crawling skin.I can still hearYour voice, your callEchoing around me.I can still tasteYour kiss, its warmthTa..
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To drown in a sea of sadness is likeStruggling against currents to find land;Man cannot swim when a storm’s waves strike,He praying for another&..
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Hating oneself-Is this blasphemy,Made in the image ofOne perfect and complete-Dream far away,Sweetest eternity.Can’t understandMy presence, why ..
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The voices say that there is no escape-There is plague as far as the eye can see,And saving oneself is unlikelyIn a world that will never let one be.T..
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Dressed in your favorite color,My hair in waves like you prefer,My nails a soft pink matching my lips-Is this enough for you to call me your girl?My e..
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If I said I hate you,I meant it;If I said I love you,You must have meConfused with someone else.If I said I understand,What I really meantWas how dare..
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Creativity-the mind of emotionReaching to greatness, inspiration-forEveryone living in a worldAll his own. Others have no say;Time is but a detail, ev..
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There stands a lighthouseThat harbors the rocks and shelters the sea;It can nearly reach the painted skyAnd the shining sun which reaches down and kis..
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