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Pieces of nothing
Pieces of nothing
She stares at the window,
She stares at the wall,
Motherfucker if you only knew
You took her all.
But you shouldnt need telling,
You love her and should see,
That cruel words but sweet intentions,
Left her all she is destined to be.
Great write!! Keep
Great write!! Keep writing!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "