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It's Like...
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Older Poems, (2005 - 2008) It's like looking into a mirror
Waiting for the shatter.
So much love equals to terror
And nothing else matters.
It's like looking into a pond
*Poke*; it turns to ripples
No one here to fawned
I don't know if I'm able.
It's like looking into a glass
Just to see the break.
Glass all over the grass
There must be some mistake.
It's like plastic being burned
Leaving a small piece behind
The whole never being returned
Why does it have to be unkind?
It's like a razor blade
Against a baby's skin
If a foul move is made
It's life will end.
This is how you make me feel
I'm helpless without you.
Tell me your love is real
Don't let us be through.
