SamGWrites - Hello Poetry

It's been a long time coming, These feelings deep inside, Bursting forth, Willing themselves into the world To change the way we see, The relationship between, You and me. I hate your stupid ******* face.

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Jul 20, 2017

Jul 20, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC

Affirmations

It's been a long time coming, These feelings deep inside, Bursting forth, Willing themselves into the world To change the way we see, The relationship between, You and me. I hate your stupid ******* face.

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Living is hard Dying is easy The easy things aren’t worth doing And the hard things are best done drunk.

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May 28, 2016

May 28, 2016 at 4:25 AM UTC

Living Is Hard To Do, My Darling

Living is hard Dying is easy The easy things aren’t worth doing And the hard things are best done drunk.

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I am obsessed with those who came before me The men and women who wrote the words better Expressed themselves more freely And truly understood what it was to be alive.

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May 28, 2016

May 28, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC

Obsession

I am obsessed with those who came before me The men and women who wrote the words better Expressed themselves more freely And truly understood what it was to be alive.

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**** you for telling me you liked me **** you for making me fall for you **** you for leaving But mostly **** me For caring about you still.

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Feb 6, 2016

Feb 6, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC

**** You

**** you for telling me you liked me **** you for making me fall for you **** you for leaving But mostly **** me For caring about you still.

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I'm sorry. I love you. I'll never leave. I'll try harder. I'm lying to you. Run far and fast. Cause I'm falling for you.

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Mar 4, 2015

Mar 4, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC

Things I Never Said; But Should Have

I'm sorry. I love you. I'll never leave. I'll try harder. I'm lying to you. Run far and fast. Cause I'm falling for you.

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Every time you leave me, You take a piece of my heart, But for all the pain, I'd gladly hand you a chisel and show you where to start.

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Jan 5, 2015

Jan 5, 2015 at 8:00 PM UTC

The Sculptor

Every time you leave me, You take a piece of my heart, But for all the pain, I'd gladly hand you a chisel and show you where to start.

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If only you knew, The beautiful things we could do, If you just opened your heart, To me. If only you could see, What a beautiful thing, Going through life as we, Could be, But we is just a dream, That is forever fleeting, Our lives once intertwined, Now seem to diverge as if, They were two roads in a wood, Coming close but never touching, I will always wait for the day, When our roads converge, And we can stay, Forever touching.

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Jan 5, 2015

Jan 5, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC

Roads Apart

If only you knew, The beautiful things we could do, If you just opened your heart, To me. If only you could see, What a beautiful thing, Going through life as we, Could be, But we is just a dream, That is forever fleeting, Our lives once intertwined, Now seem to diverge as if, They were two roads in a wood, Coming close but never touching, I will always wait for the day, When our roads converge, And we can stay, Forever touching.

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Cold nights Lonely hearts This is how it starts Scorched earth And A forced smile All that’s left From a love lost Wandering I miss you Your touch The way you feel Pressed against me I miss you Pressed against me

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Jan 5, 2015

Jan 5, 2015 at 6:19 PM UTC

Scorched

Cold nights Lonely hearts This is how it starts Scorched earth And A forced smile All that’s left From a love lost Wandering I miss you Your touch The way you feel Pressed against me I miss you Pressed against me

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My vision shook when we were near, You were my most pure form of high, Your kiss my chosen bliss. But each good high comes with withdrawal, Needing more and more for that ecstasy, Needing more and more of you. The day you left, I began to search for my highs in other places, From your eyes to a needle, From your lips to a dime bag. You ruined me, But I like to think, That I ruined you, Too.

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC

You Were My ******

My vision shook when we were near, You were my most pure form of high, Your kiss my chosen bliss. But each good high comes with withdrawal, Needing more and more for that ecstasy, Needing more and more of you. The day you left, I began to search for my highs in other places, From your eyes to a needle, From your lips to a dime bag. You ruined me, But I like to think, That I ruined you, Too.

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