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kenny Diamond Jan 2016
Why  give your number?
If  you were just  going  slam door
Time that was wasted

why did  have battle the past?
If  i never hurt you
All i wanted  was be glue to your broken heart

Why did i care?
When i just wanted say goodbye
When you were adding up all  the reason to say goodbye
It wasn't  the mix of words but  i was just too good for you

I been on this frontline
We  miss out on the good
We  can t see  the  night past  the sun
My eyes wide open this was just wrong path
I thought i would try something new hope u like
kenny Diamond Jan 2016
Our  Lies are the mask we wear
We must  break free
Or  we will  become person  the fade image that people see
kenny Diamond Jan 2016
At times it great being single  and other times i feel like is love really out there, I don't   want be one those people who  gives up and starts putting up great wall. I been on this frontline but i keep taking the hits from last guy or the other person  idea of perfect. I see couple holding hands in my own thoughts i think to myself  where is my queen. I am just joker in this deck of cards? The best feeling is holding someone close letting  everything go.  I am just hopeless  on this road called love................
  Jan 2016 kenny Diamond
Bianca Reyes
Sometimes I wish
To fall in love
Only to hold
Another mistake
Against myself
Shared on Hello Poetry on January 25, 2016
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kenny Diamond Jan 2016
I  got keep  hope  alive
Deep my heart  i never stopped loving you
All i wanted  was  to hold  u
Be the reason you smile
I just want be  your shooting star in your sky
i  forget the world when i look at you
The deck is stacked and all i want  was be ur king
In my eyes you  are my perfect ending
  Jan 2016 kenny Diamond
JR Potts
The other day
I happened to see a friend
who had passed away.
It was not until I saw him
had I realized,
I no longer cared for him.
I had been busy living
and after all these years
he was still the same.
How does one explain
to a dead friend
that people change?
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