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To Damn
A Poem by
oursong2
When I told you I loved you it was to damn late A couple weeks later I was to damn straight To saying to you You messed me up you were to damn ..
Phones
A Poem by
oursong2
I am a screen But I am more I am your life At the bank At the store I consume you More than you know I blind you to the world I give you f..
Eternal Gaze
A Poem by
oursong2
I wake up one day This day I am alive I don’t know what to do It’s the first day of my life They open up the windows I flutter my e..
The breath!
A Poem by
oursong2
I am an ocean wave Crashing like an endless day Receding like a short lived dream Waking up to a rushing stream Water in it’s truest form ..
Facing myself!
A Poem by
oursong2
One day I was a man With breath With bone I wandered here From a foreign tone I know it is I own There was a body There was a home ..
Truest honest love
A Poem by
oursong2
I drink and I curse I beg and complain I feel and I hurt I cry and I blame I’m empty and full I’m dizzy yet balanced I’m..
Till the end
A Poem by
oursong2
Follow till the end Follow from the start Follow the wayward wind Follow your heart Feel it in your bones Feel it in your blood Feel it boil o..
Bending
A Poem by
oursong2
I walked through the path From the valley to the flood Water in its endless form Water filled with blood Seeping through the cracks Breaking..
In the future presently
A Poem by
oursong2
I'm pretty good at talking Baby how your day is What's your favorite color Who's the guy you came with I'm a wild one Always thinking twice If..
Little hurt
A Poem by
oursong2
Grew up in the cold No heat in sight Looking for a beam To cast a little light Trudging through the pool Of this thing called life Dragging me..
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