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Lost Poet Jun 2016
So she was torn,
Because her love got the best of her,
Her heart was her murderer,
Her head was the accomplice.
  Jun 2016 Lost Poet
gray rain
Words can hit like a bullet
but the wounds are only metaphorical
Lost Poet Jun 2016
I know you'd help me,
If only I would let you,
But my tears are mine alone,
And my scars belong to me,
So don't expect me to give them to you,
So you can have them too,
Because they'll just damage you,
They'll just hurt you,
And then you'll actually see me,
And you won't love me anymore.
Lost Poet Jun 2016
I'm losing do much of myself,
This power I have over you scares me,
I'm slowly fading into nothing,
I doubt it'll be long until I dissapear.
Lost Poet Jun 2016
We have lost yet,
So why are you giving up?
Lost Poet Jun 2016
Of course you're shaking,
Of course you can't breathe,
Because guess what?
Love hurts like hell.
Lost Poet Jun 2016
Just because I don't cut,
Doesn't mean I'm not suicidal,

Just because my blodd doesn't run red,
Doesn't mean I wake up breathing,

Just because the skies are clear,
Doesn't mean rain can't be just around the corner.
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