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 Why do I have these voices, that linger in my mind. Telling me the love I have, I wasn’t meant to find. ~ And how come these same voices, wh... [read more] |
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The sky is always clouded, and always colored gray. You probably never call, cause you have nothing left to say. ~ The rain is always fallin... [read more] |
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I’m sick of all the lies, and all the pain, that my so called friends cause. How can you sit there, and say you care, when you can’t even te... [read more] |
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Why is it, that every time, I want to cry, I can’t? But every time I think, of how much I love you. I’m powerless, to stop my tears? Why is... [read more] |
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I’m so lost. I don’t know what to do. I just want to let go, and totally give up, on us. But if I let you go, I’ll never know, what life wou... [read more] |
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Why do people, constantly make me feel, like I am nothing. And then turn around, and say they care. They knock me down, yet help me back up,... [read more] |
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I’ve been so strong, up until this point. I’ve never been one, to give up easily, on love. But now I have. I’ve given up, on trying to call... [read more] |
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If I were a cloud, resting high, above the world, amidst blue sky. ~ I’d be the darkest cloud, you ever did see, wishing and hoping, you wer... [read more] |
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Tears fall, in the form of rain. Thunder, my sobs. Lightening flashes, from my rage, as I clench my fists. This whirlwind of emotions, disco... [read more] |
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In a world where things, are perceived to be perfect, or wanted to be perfect, only few know the truth. Nothing’s perfect. Not even the rou... [read more] |
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So much has happened in my life. Both good and bad. But I don’t regret, one single thing. All things, good and bad, help build who I am, to... [read more] |
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If love is a crime, I would be guilty as charged, for loving you, like I truly do. ~*~ Jill ~*~ [read more] |
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If love is a crime, lock me up, behind steal bars, so I can still love you. ~*~ Jill ~*~ [read more] |
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My heart was broken, shattered into many pieces, and scattered amongst the floor. I gathered all the pieces, but through my tears, I was una... [read more] |
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An orange sun, beats down on my face, walking through the barren desert. A haze, the color purple, blurs my vision. The oasis of water, tort... [read more] |