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Being good ain’t always good.
In this heart of mine, / I left no space to love me. / In this heart of mine,
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Dec 7, 2021
letters' to Peanut.
Some days, we pretend to be someone else hoping that maybe its the right person to be for everyone else. / Other days being yourself isn't consistent in giving off the vibe that you once felt. / Really I'm outspoken with thoughts that could make you melt, but
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Apr 18, 2021
A lovely cliché
He love you because you listen, i love you because you learn...he loves you because your beautiful i love you because you're bold...he love you because you kept his secrets, i love you because you told. He loves the pain you accept, i give love till you unfold, he tears your heart apart, i collect the pieces and make them whole. He imprisons you with lies and promises, i remove loves' blindfold. I'd die before he---*BANG*....there goes another Hero, added to loves' death toll.
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Apr 12, 2021
Love, Conservatively.
If I had died to save you, would you care? / If I wanted the last drop of your love, would you share? / Had I offered a day in my shoe, would you wear?
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Apr 12, 2021
Her dying wish
As the air flowed through the room, emotions filled each crevice, the color stained walls seemed gray, shadows of sorrow grew where the lights died, the distinct and loud sound of her inner drums drowned the silence which was slowly creeping out. / This was the moment; / Her pain was felt.
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Jul 9, 2019
Love Died Here.
“ nothing that last forever is real, real always grows sick, withers and die some day”
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Mar 25, 2019
Untitled
Just like the candle, my light die sometimes.
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Jul 27, 2016
Painted Shell (unfinished)
Your mask fits well. Almost seamless, hiding the cracks that you thought made you seem-less in his eyes. The critique of a million tongues carried no voice , all but one. One with a voice so agonizing , so torturous so raw but tolerable- under the mask. You whisper your pain in the winds while drying your tears in the silk of the morning sun.
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Jan 4, 2016
Optional maybe?
People never listen to your noise, But could always hear your silence!
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May 24, 2015
Lust
Lust or lost in the idea of wanting something I don't need... I can't breathe without it...I greed.. I crave.... Hmmm... Lust.....I squeeze so hard ..dust..it turns.. I yearn to have it.... Want but don't need.... share never.. A hot cold sweat.. Maybe a fever. Lust.....it's changing me...Help
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Mar 29, 2015
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