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Oct 2014
You are unsympathetic.
I am so apologetic.
I miss your entire presence.
Can we be synergetic?

I love the way you hate me.
In your arms I breath in safety.
Is there room for me to stay, please?
You seem so empty lately.

Tell me so many lies.
Everybody cries.
Fiery passion burns out.
Everybody dies.
Just a sad poem I suppose.
Tristan W
Written by
Tristan W  Tennesee
(Tennesee)   
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