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It was never my intention.As declared from the start,It was only a bit of fun.But your charm captured parts of meI thought I had lost to others.And yo..
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This is a poem about a young boy during the war.
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Say today the picture changes,the landscape conjures a cloud.The dark replaces the sun,the never replaces the now.Say if the frame becomes a weakened ..
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I hate snow.Venemous flakes of poisonous waste..Flung from the grey,the grey,the mist from which it sheds,Nothing but fumes from a sky cig..
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I have listened to the same song on repeat,Willing for the inspiration it gave you.But I am yet to find it,Because I found my inspiration in other way..
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I'm not sure if I was ready for you to leave, Maybe I wasn't ready for you to begin with. I find myself asking..
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You took away my breath once,And I was surprised by that forno one takes away my breath.We lived a life-time in numbered days,You told me things you t..
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