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there are wasps in my lungs,wings in my maw,and down my backout of my spine are leaping stings.I see everything a thousand timesup and downround and r..
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not now, not never,I`ll ask a reflection in the mirror,is this the best I can do?Is this enough? and no, no, no, noI won`t ask younot now, not never,i..
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and in my dreamsI screamthat anger I am holding on the tip of my tongueso when you kissit doesn`t come over youI don`t get over youtrembling lipslike ..
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For you, I am red, not blue,Even if I`m a fool to you,I`ll play it coolWith my wrists openalways red, you made my heart new,put on some glueSo I bleed..
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another poem for the same person
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a song for her
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a poem for her
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Beautiful eyes,So pretty and sad,Filled with blue oceans,In my shirt soaken.Beautiful eyes,Cried all day,Eyes of mine,why are you so blind?Beautiful e..
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Hey I am still alive
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