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I Can't Write This PoemI can’t write this poem / I can’t write this poem because the last time I opened up to someone artis
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ShatteredHe felt her presence everywhere / She watched his every move / But She was gone no more was She / Hi
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So EmptyMy breath feels empty / My throat is constantly chocking the screams I long to release / The idea of
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Green TeaLike my morning cup of green tea, / Once I let you steep / For a proper amount of time, / You are th
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ThoughtsThe ocean will never understand my yearnings for love / And I will never understand why he likes to
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Untitledhe embodies religion / I remain an empty carcass / unsure / of what is sucking the ocean / out of my
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Cancersudden emptiness resides in my chest / an abyss of confusion and regret / opens up inside of me / an
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