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"lemondade" poems
I can still hear you laughing in my passenger seat like you did all last summer in the blazing heat now my car is but a  frowzy mess no one I ride here I need to impress everyone used to tell me to just let you go now they say nothing, its like they all know its like a song that's stuck on repeat I know every line and I know every beat they think its done because your name no longer troubles my writing the battle of letting go is one i'm still fighting truth is I disguise your eyes with metaphors of emeralds and diamonds or the way you breathe with pacifying silence lemonade cake mix and cream cheese frosting all these good memories are now just exhausting trying to move on but i'm stuck in the past like the ending summer, we weren't meant to last so i'll end this reign of poems about you and maybe i'll finally write something new this ending is dumb, bittersweet and tough but i think its time, I've put you through enough i'll end this poem with a goodbye and an apology if it hurts it still matters its basic psychology i'm sorry for all the hurtful words and all the fights for all the lost time and sleepless nights you didn't deserve it so its time i quit you were one in a million and for a second you were mine i'd be lying if i said it was okay, or I'm fine its time i let you be happy and new you don't need to take all our memories, just keep a few go forward in life with your head high and a smile i know we cant be friends now but maybe in a while
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC
vanessa-chavoya
Pink Lemondade
I can still hear you laughing in my passenger seat like you did all last summer in the blazing heat now my car is but a  frowzy mess no one I ride here I need to impress everyone used to tell me to just let you go now they say nothing, its like they all know its like a song that's stuck on repeat I know every line and I know every beat they think its done because your name no longer troubles my writing the battle of letting go is one i'm still fighting truth is I disguise your eyes with metaphors of emeralds and diamonds or the way you breathe with pacifying silence lemonade cake mix and cream cheese frosting all these good memories are now just exhausting trying to move on but i'm stuck in the past like the ending summer, we weren't meant to last so i'll end this reign of poems about you and maybe i'll finally write something new this ending is dumb, bittersweet and tough but i think its time, I've put you through enough i'll end this poem with a goodbye and an apology if it hurts it still matters its basic psychology i'm sorry for all the hurtful words and all the fights for all the lost time and sleepless nights you didn't deserve it so its time i quit you were one in a million and for a second you were mine i'd be lying if i said it was okay, or I'm fine its time i let you be happy and new you don't need to take all our memories, just keep a few go forward in life with your head high and a smile i know we cant be friends now but maybe in a while
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BRINK now when I hear that, makes me feel so on edge, or was that the novel by Ilene Over I forget. any way not climbing up there today as King Kong said hate flying things them ******** sting LEMONDADE like your mother made, just the right amount of sweetness. and have you seen my teeth more holes than any volcano. BUBBLES was our one eye dog, lost its tail in a lawnmower and balance. really bad to take for a walk. :-) P@ul.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
paul-hardwick
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BRINK now when I hear that, makes me feel so on edge, or was that the novel by Ilene Over I forget. any way not climbing up there today as King Kong said hate flying things them ******** sting LEMONDADE like your mother made, just the right amount of sweetness. and have you seen my teeth more holes than any volcano. BUBBLES was our one eye dog, lost its tail in a lawnmower and balance. really bad to take for a walk. :-) P@ul.
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