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hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
I'm broken,
like every poet is,
with words falling out
of a broken heart.
hopelessmuggle Oct 2018
But goodbyes aren’t good
as they sound,
For people who are already heartbroken wouldn't survive.
And they are not the only ones who have been with me
on this day and they will
never be able to make it
till the end of time.
hopelessmuggle Sep 2016
Pretend hope is a person
Who eats dreams for breakfast
And willpower for dinner.
hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
These lonely roads
could be beautiful,
if you walked
with me.
hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
Alone,
I'm drunk on
my Thoughts...
In company,
I'm sober
Again.
hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
Sink
Your
Head
Into
My chest
And let
Me
Feel
Why
I'm
Alive.
hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
I'm waiting
for the day
we stare
into the night,
with our fingers
interwined.


Again.

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