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josin137 Jun 2015
My poems were meant for you,
But I'm not so sure anymore.
josin137 Mar 2015
I know not what you think
But you always assume I do
I wish in your absence
And leave all your blessings
It is not me who do not understand
But you who is being ignorant
Why is it that you think you know well,
And know nothing at all
Is it me that is dead?
Or is it you that is blind
Can I cover your mouth?
With a little bit of truth
And wish for a change
That is never to be true
How I wish you knew
The feelings that is erupting inside
Leaves nothing but hollowness
That flows in one single direction
Towards you
And I cry.
They never do understand

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