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JustABird
34/F Writing makes me happy. Poetry puts my soul at ease.
You wonder if she knows If she can tell how deep it goes This sadness that you carry neath your skin. You wonder if she sees The way you fall down to your knees And how hard it is to get back up again. You fear she’ll walk away Leaving nothing in her wake But the broken, shattered pieces of your soul. But if you’d look, you’d see She’s aware of everything And she’s holding tight, trying to keep you whole.
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 12:20 PM UTC
She
You use me confuse me and never bother looking to see if I'm still following behind You want me to haunt me so you can go on flaunting the power that your heart holds over mine you fill me you **** me with your kind of loving knowing I'd do anything for you You need me you bleed me dry, until I'm empty and then you move on to someone new.
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 2:23 PM UTC
Bad romance.
My heart beats out a rhythm to the song on the radio, my lips mimicking the words as we drive. And no matter where we go, how far we get from home, I know I'll have your hand in mine the entire ride.
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 5:42 PM UTC
Journey
ink stained fingers clasp a cigarette you bring it to your lips inhale as though it will give you some relief from your problems you wear shades at night hiding behind mirrored lenses like you know someone is watching I look away, trying not to be that someone but my gaze finds it way back to you Always back to you and maybe I'm hoping that one day I'll find you, shades off looking back at me too
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 10:44 AM UTC
Noticing