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 Jan 2014 jacob rewerts
Cheyanne
Can I trust you? Can I believe the words you say as you kiss me? Is it all a lie or are you scared? Someone tell me please before I go insane! The love I feel is true but I dont know your motives.*
The wind howls through the hole in my heart... I guess we know now. Will we ever be the same, was I stupid? Is this my fault? What went wrong????
This is just me getting it out not really a real poem
 Jan 2014 jacob rewerts
Cheyanne
The love that shouldn't have happened, the people who weren't supposed to fall in love. I curse myself for taking you away but I love you so why do i doubt your words? Is it my constant nagging thoughts? He's lying....It's too good to be true... Stupid girl why do you believe him? You're only going to get hurt.. I defy their every wish by being with you, we talk about the future it I wonder if your heart is in it... Do you tell her the same things you tell me? i cover my mouth not believing what was just said. The tears begin to fall, I love you I do but do you love me?? I mean really love me? Is this all a game? Am I just another piece of your puzzle but not the one that completes? Is there any truth in us????
 Jan 2014 jacob rewerts
Cheyanne
All the lies. All the deceiving. It was always there but love wasn't and I see that now. It's good to know you were with me because you loved her. You ruined a good woman. I hope you're happy such a shame. You could have had it all. You're playing with a Fire you don't understand boy. I feel nothing now as we say our final goodbyes. You turned daddy's little princess into daddy's little monster. I'll never let anyone in again congrats you killed my heart and soul.
Have ye beheld (with much delight)
A red rose peeping through a white?
Or else a cherry (double graced)
Within a lily? Centre placed?
Or ever marked the pretty beam
A strawberry shows half drowned in cream?
Or seen rich rubies blushing through
A pure smooth pearl, and orient too?
So like to this, nay all the rest,
Is each neat niplet of her breast.
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