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Injustice~
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Four red things, after I turn Twenty: My nails, our lips, my kiss, our sheets.
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Traped~
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I always said you where annoyingly perfect, sometimes you did something wrong, but the best thing about you is that at the end of the day you always s..
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The girl on my heels, matching my steps, following me around. The girl who cries soundlessly, the one who daydreams of better days. she has no friends..
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What would Love's favorite things in the world be; what colors, foods, books, and instruments would Love favor? Would she enjoy sweet tea on a hot day..
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I asked myself 'why do you write poetry' so I answered the best I could. This is the first poem I wrote in the small journal I keep, I hope you enjoy.
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