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I pick up the stones I keep droppingI miss the feeling of her fingertips.They ran over my soul so slow, I miss her sound.Her heart, the way it ma..
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So stubborn not enough consideration.Words slice instead of accommodatingthis shaky heart,cold hands, broken lungs.Blame-game championno sympathy for ..
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Sometimes I still can’t believe it.It’s strange how we used to text eachother, call eachother about everything.A stupid new joke, we just ..
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Nothing has ever felt the way you do.
Your skin, your smile, the loss of color in your
cheeks, the redness around those beautiful,
dark lashes afte..
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Looking up at the date,I wish the time would stopfor I spend much of it thinking of you.I imagine your skin falling under my sheetsas I run my fingers..
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I think I can love you.What we've said, what.How can I love you,do I really mean itdo I really love?What do I mean when I say.I say this to you with c..
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Where do you go,when she leaves you out.Out in the coldwith nothing but the frozen barkon ice cold trees.Ready, she's giving you time to think.Waiting..
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Burning water,see its may be possible, but pointless.At most, it isn't hard,but there is little to it.Once the water is burned, it's gone, perished.Th..
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Like a rose you opened up to me
But I noticed not the sincerity of your petals,
for I was busy bleeding in the thorns.
I chose to see the parts of..
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Taosim, in a few sentences.
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