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Aug 2013
**** your poetry
The same things, a broken record
And I bet you think you're so smart
So emotional and romantic cause you've been torn apart
So hurt and so sad and nice things make you mad
That's funny
Look how hard I'm laughing
Till I pass out and the room starts dancing
I wanna imagine what you mean
Don't say it
Don't write it
Tell me what you see in the stars when you press your eyes against your pillow
Love ain't real, I'm sorry to say
Better you learn now than some other day
When it's too ******* late
Body shattered like a plate
But you're still so heartbroken
Oh poor you, you miss him so much
Seen so much
Been through things so tough
Shut up
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
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