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Girl, remove yourself from bitterness
Just find your happiness
You do not need that loser
You have been under enough stress
Always looking for someone else to blame
And never takes responsibility
Quit living in a masquerade
Haven't you dealt with enough pain?
Claude Padasas Sep 2015
We cling to movies and songs and poetry
to decipher what we feel
But as we hold on to that idea
then we realize we can never really find one
They just make us feel more.
Love doesn't always arrive
In the form of a bestfriend.
Nor does it always have a fairy tale beginning.

Sometimes,
Love arrives in the messiest,
Dirtiest,
Muddiest times in our lives.

But how great is it
To be walking out of hell,
To be walking out of the mud,
With someone by your side.

I told myself years ago,
If to love meant to stay muddy and bruised then I will forget what it is like to ever be clean.

And alas, love has arrived
And love is here.
I love you, Rachel Ann.
Claude Padasas Sep 2015
You were the love songs I used to sing
You were the words and thoughts I used to write
You were the smile I used to wear,
the laughter I used to share


But then you broke me,
You diverted and left me hanging as I started to believe
that you’re my everything
You said you love me, but you like her
I’m a mess and I’ll never be the same again


You wanted to start over
You said you’re sorry and you made an effort..
But I had my doubts…
I’m not sure if I’ll be enough for you
Or  I’ll be the one you need and want
I know it’s wrong, it’ll be a stupid thing to give you another chance.
But after all that had happened, I’d like to believe in us again
I’d like to realize that you are the right kind of wrong
Claude Padasas Sep 2015
Nights like this when I had too much coffee,
I can't sleep and it's drowning inside my body

Nights like this when I have endless what ifs on my mind
But you are powerless to read what its behind

Nights like this when I feel like ****
And I knew I'm still in tears lying in my bed sheet

Nights like this when I want to move on with the pain
but I'm not stuck, though I have you
and I'm not even sure if you still want me too

Nights like this when I'm over-thinking again
and self-destruction is all I'll ever gain

Nights like this when I know I won't love you any less
but I have my self-doubt and I'm such an insecure mess

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