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  Mar 2015 Ashley Nicole
ThePoet
Cry me an ocean,

not a river

I like depth,

not flow

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  Mar 2015 Ashley Nicole
ThePoet
How much do you have to hate life

to not be scared of death?

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Ashley Nicole Mar 2015
You know you're happy with life
When you finally fear death
Happy days
  Mar 2015 Ashley Nicole
Dreamer
The most broken people
always have the most beautiful smiles
those who are the saddest, always have the kindest hearts, the most kindred means. Those who are the saddest, always have the most to offer. Embrace the beauty in which we call melancholy.
  Mar 2015 Ashley Nicole
Dreamer
But the silence speak louder than words.
Sometimes, the silence screams.
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