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0017SL
0017SL
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I'm tired Tired of writing poems with rhymes. Tired of all the sleepless nights. -Aug 2018
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 4:19 AM UTC
tired
Shes blessed with beauty And blessed with soul. But no man will ever love her As a whole.
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Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 3:35 AM UTC
Its actually a curse
I will give thee my love, And cause no strife. I call to mind the last time That I paid the price. The price of a man who knew not what love is Or could be. A man who never fell for me. So I find no peace in the air I breathe. To loseth or holdeth I will be up to thee, Yet the Stardust in thine eyes, Enchant thy heart to make you mine. Darling, thou make ye trees sing, In Autumn and spring, perhaps every season in between So let thee turn to “we”, and travel to new extremes. Whilst our fires Create new desires - yearning for passion And intimacy. As long as thou not feen, Keeping simplicity clean, Thou shalt not worry For thy am in no hurry. So as thy take thy leave, It came to be Thy heart has fell For thee.
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 1:10 PM UTC
I Will Give
you make me so sad you call me babe one day ignore me the next I hate your silence and the confusion which is it havent you seen my ocean eyes and how they cry just 4 U?
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
baby please
Should I love you? Should I leave you?
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
Stay or go?
Mama warned me about the Demons under my bed and the ones that speak nasty things in her head she told me about the ones I'd find on the street that walk around with 2 eyes and a cold heart beat, But never once did one tell me that the girl with the icy blue eyes could be so sweet. she just needed help standing on her own two feet Because not all demons are mean.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
demon child
You are beautiful, and yet terrifying, you push your limits to try to get to Cloud9 - until you are flying, flying away from your imperfect life, away from your mom and your dad. you swear you'll never become anything like them- you never open up, but when you do, oh when you do, your blue beautiful eyes stream water- pouring down your face , you probably have realized that even on cloud nine you feel misplaced
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
Version 1
I may not be perfect , nor will I ever be but I am ok with being imperfect because no matter what imperfections I may hold someone will find all my flaws that are portrayed as Gold
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 12:29 PM UTC
Perfect?
Please don't try to impress me, because I know inside all you think about is how you want to undress me.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC
**** boys
suddenly I missed a feeling that I haven't felt before but it felt so familiar
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Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC
Familiar with the UnFamiliar