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She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She never loved me
Done fooling myself
You're proud of all that sarcasm.
I call it deceit.
I trusted too much.
and was knocked off my feet.
You talked a lot of talk.
Really made me believe.
But you dont walk the walk
I cant stand it
I was down on my knees.
So goodbye to your lies,
I'm so glad to be free.
done with flaky people
if we were
the only people
in the world

would you
at least
love me
then?
originally a part of my "A little bit confused" series, but again; this deserves to be named individually.

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The truth is that
We are finite
One life we have to live
To fill the world
With love and light
Not tarnish it with hate


The truth is that
We are human
Each and every one
So teach the next generation
To do better than we’ve done
The truth is that this poem could probably never really be finished as there are so many messages that need to be sent to the world and words will never be enough
Where are all the friendships
Where is all the trust
All the greed for wealth and power
Have taken them from us
How much can money really buy
What can the power bring
When we leave this world behind
We take with us not a thing
So cherish all your friendships
Don’t be afraid to trust
Then we all can come together
Make the world better for us
 Oct 2020 Cassandra Stevenson
sf
i won't stop loving you.
not until all oceans run out of waves,
not until all stars fall from the sky.
not until the moon dims,
not until the sun stops shining.
because,
they won't.
ever.
and so will i.
my love, blue.
all we feel is pain
from a society that has torn us apart.
our words ignite thunder,
and our actions burn scars.
our views have altered because of
dreams crushed by stars.
our reality has deadened,
like our once-beautiful hearts.
we dream, we dance, we act, we sing, we write, we draw, we read
all to be someone else and to escape the reality of hell that we live in.
desperately trying to extinguish the fire of my mind,
burning the pain on paper,
not on the edge of a knife.
I don't live through situations,
I fall into them
And crawl out of them.
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