SameOldMe - Hello Poetry

Baby if you call me at 4 am, Too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your sadness, Until you fall asleep.

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SameOldMe

Jan 3, 2018

Jan 3, 2018 at 2:41 AM UTC

gizella

Phone call

Baby if you call me at 4 am, Too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your sadness, Until you fall asleep.

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Billions things these eyes have seen, Millions things these hands have held, Thousands things this heart has felt But only a few this mouth can express

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Jan 2, 2018

Jan 2, 2018 at 5:13 AM UTC

SameOldMe

Words

Billions things these eyes have seen, Millions things these hands have held, Thousands things this heart has felt But only a few this mouth can express

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Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can surely hurt me. While the blows from sticks and stones can be healed, the words are ever haunting. It takes millions of praises to put me back up but only one insult for me to crash and burn. The cuts and bruises have toughen my skin, but the words have weaken my heart The lies you have told have left me cold, never again believing the compliments I am told.

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Jan 1, 2018

Jan 1, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC

SameOldMe

Your Lies

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can surely hurt me. While the blows from sticks and stones can be healed, the words are ever haunting. It takes millions of praises to put me back up but only one insult for me to crash and burn. The cuts and bruises have toughen my skin, but the words have weaken my heart The lies you have told have left me cold, never again believing the compliments I am told.

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