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Those who cared for me the most killed me out of their thoughts,
and the best years of my life are now a secret only I can remember.
If this is what it's like to be dead, please take me back to November.
I'd live it forever on repeat, and cherish the joy my time with you brings.
The only thing I ever wanted was for you to want the same things.
I wish one day before my time ends, I'll know what I did to deserve this.
Until then, I'll write. The words, they'll be cheap and trite.
Amongst the turmoil, I will learn from your mistakes.
I will rise above my ashes and learn to love from the hate.

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last updated 24 July 2012 - 9:00am
©24 July 2012 - 8:59am — xMattx
25 July 2012 - 3:39pm — running_with_rabbits
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sometimes I wish you were the

sometimes I wish you were the Matt in my poems, if he felt this way about our November my life would be 100% amazing right now, not that my life isn't perfect right now, just missing some things I want :(

my dad once gave me the best advise ever! he said that there is a thin line between love and hate, that hate was nothing more than love gone sour. It's what happens to all your love for someone when they hurt you, or leave you and the love has nowhere to go anymore. You do not know how to cope with how hurt you are by them, and with loving them still, so the love goes sour and you get angry and the love turns into hate. Hate is just how love looks when you do not know how to love someone anymore because of their actions.

I don't know that always helps me

HUGS

Much Love

Ashley

25 July 2012 - 6:18pm — xMattx
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You've got a good head on your shoulders

You'll be alright :) HUGS

25 July 2012 - 6:29pm — running_with_rabbits
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oh I am awesome! don't you

oh I am awesome! don't you worry. but your poetry is slightly concerning and dark these days

Much Love

Ashley

25 July 2012 - 6:48pm — xMattx
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Yeah

I've been kind of depressed. These poems are all the product of some extremely fucked up situations. I'm feeling a little better though, and I'm trying to stay positive.

25 July 2012 - 7:02pm — running_with_rabbits
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matt my dear there is no such

matt my dear there is no such things as a non-fucked up situation, we just think there is

Much Love

Ashley

24 July 2012 - 8:09pm — ashes_theartofb...
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Wow!

The beginning of this poem in my opinion is your strongest opening.
I absolutely loved this.
Just Wow!

"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

24 July 2012 - 8:39pm — xMattx
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Thanks!

:)