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 Dec 2012 HannaMaria
Natalie B
I don't wanna be a ****,
I don't wanna be a *****,
I don't wanna be that girl anymore.

I just wanna make out with your face..
 Dec 2012 HannaMaria
Tatiana
Buried in piles of debris,
is a destroyed city,
that has never been seen,
by the public eye.

A man stands alone,
with his shovel in hand,
prepared to unearth,
the secrets beneath,
that claimed this city's end.

Look at this,
a dead city beneath his small feet,
it stretches out for miles,
it never seems to end,
but somehow it did.

Its no longer living,
the city is dead,
and his thirst for knowledge,
is not that far behind,
following the city's path,
to its inevitable end.
 Dec 2012 HannaMaria
Natalie B
Every day,
You make these jokes.
These horrible, horrible lies,
Yet you never give a second glance.

But this time,
You're spot on.
I don't know if you really saw,
Or if you're just trying to be funny.

I already know,
That you'll tell them all
About my ***** little secret.
Hopefully, they'll all just think its another lie.

Will you be my boy who cried wolf?
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