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 Ink blotted paper in the rain floating across the flooded terrain my letter to you written in devotion you threw it away I cried tears like... [read more] |
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I understand whats inside your head I understand when you wish you were dead I understand what your going through I understand whats getting... [read more] |
 The same old song repeating in my mind The same old words, I'm still trying to find That special peom, hidding deep inside Falling with my t... [read more] |
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Sitting in Law class I'm bored off my tree Oh great timing now I gotta pee The time passes ever so slow How much more can I take this I don'... [read more] |
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There are few I don't like You just so happen to be 1 of them The way you treat people makes me sick I actually thought you were a nice guy... [read more] |
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He picked me a rose, what a jesture at the time. A subtle gift, that told me he was mine. He picked me a rose, and the thorns left stains o... [read more] |
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And to the world I dedicate my heart to thee in vain. Everything that evolves around the earth, will be mine to reign. I perish without th... [read more] |
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Time is running out. Time to run and hide. Does this make sense? I'm not sure. Where the hell can I hide? Inside my body? Inside my soul?... [read more] |
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Slandard, they ask for my autograph. I do not want to waste energy for the beggers. They want me to write. They plead. I enjoy the rush o... [read more] |
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Hate is like an ice cube, cold and sharp. It fills the half glass full of optimizm, with dark clearity. Clearity that hate thickens our plan... [read more] |
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Life is a rose in blooming. Each petal is a journey lost. With every shadow looming, there is a price for every cost. We all view time as a... [read more] |
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The poetry of the soul is revived from youth. The last of our innocence? Taken and abused. We are not the critics, we are the believers an... [read more] |
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As perfect as you may be, your lies are as clear as milk. They are white in other words. Yes, white lies. And they hurt. As if you care. Y... [read more] |
 This is dedicated to those lucky ones, The lucky ones in love, As for me I sought flowers and always, Thorns stung me from the bough. Searc... [read more] |
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Whenever I hear your voice in my ears my heart sings for joy. When I close my eyes at night to sleep I can hear you whisper to me in the n... [read more] |