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Mama's WordsMama once told me, / Child were only grains of sand / and this world we live in is but
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Mar 24, 2011
Mystery GirlMy mind painted a picture of you, / You danced in circles / as you cried to the sky.
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Mar 20, 2011
Poor SerendipityHow hard it is to believe in thou, when thou distrusts themselves, nor / the spoken word that departs from my own maimed mouth. / You maimed it though, feeding thou as if a baby, but your
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May 17, 2011
RuminationMinutes to midnight mock me with a vicarious sneer, / they jump from the clock and swivel through my room. / They paint my name with markers made out of a point
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May 11, 2011
Stuck on YouHere's to all the broken hearts there could be, / She told me it was all the time we spent, how she could say / she loves me but walk out the door, going to see that boy,
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Jul 2, 2011
To Sever the Tie.I've tried to make this work before i go / But baby oh how can i say goodbye, / I have so much emotion fluttering
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Jul 5, 2011
Wishes Never Come TrueHold me in your tight embrace as the saddened November rains begin to pour, / You see I'm only safe if I'm right here by your side, this I do not confide. / It's just sometimes I feel like I'm on my own, with having to fight for my own,
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Mar 31, 2011
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