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800 · Aug 2012
Brand new day
Hannah Kuehne Aug 2012
I'm tired of dreaming of dreams that don’t come true. I am tired of people who lie especially, the one’s who say they don’t.

I'm sick, and tired that I can't stop these tears that I cry.

I wish the pain, and the suffering would go away. Don’t they see me, Faking the laugher when I feel some kind of emptiness. They like to play this stupid ugly game When, I feel my life is all a mess.

I want to be alone.......... When life..... My life, has so much more then difficultly, when I am this way..... I'm tired of the feeling I cant trust others, and myself can’t be trusted as well.

I'm really tired.......

I'm tired of not seeing a brand new day
748 · Aug 2012
Thrills....
Hannah Kuehne Aug 2012
Thrills will not last, people try to keep that thrill has long as they can ,cause they don't want it to end. But sooner or later they'll get very bored of that thrill and pooof its gone and there be another thrill to keep you satisfied. The endless cycle of the human race, never really sticking to anything its just doing something to keep the boredom away.
646 · Aug 2012
Kiss Me.....
Hannah Kuehne Aug 2012
Kiss Me even if you already did.

Kiss Me when I look at your lips because that's when I beg for it.

Kiss Me when you are tired because a tired kiss are slow and soft.

Kiss Me when I'm angry because even the angry kiss can be passionate.

Kiss Me when I'm crying because there's more meaning in a kiss then a word.

Kiss Me when I'm excited because there's a good chance you will be shocked.

Kiss Me goodbye, it might be the last one.
524 · Aug 2012
Rain
Hannah Kuehne Aug 2012
I love the rain its refreshing, the way it drops on to the road, the way it goes on my window,how it falls so calmly and peacefully. How it makes big puddles so I can splash in them,when I go out side at night and the wind is blowing the rain on me and when it falls on my face. I'm happy to be this alive to feel the rain fall on me. just let it fall on me, just let it fall.
438 · Aug 2012
My Love My Love My Love...
Hannah Kuehne Aug 2012
My Love, how I long to hear your words speak to me. Every time I'm held back from being able to gaze upon the presence of your face my heart sulks in despair. And you shall never know how much I really do love you .

Oh My Love though other profess their love for you, their words reach out as air compared to the weight of mine. But I know we shall never meet for we are too much alike My Love. We have this bond of understanding of each other that no one else has ever had it like we do.

Not a day has gone by that I don't think about you. But I will make this one promise to you My Love that I shall keep this moment that I have with you in my thoughts. This one precious moment with me for ever. My Love My Love My Love...

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