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i'm new, here and at writing poetry, so please, if you could, bear with me. one of my friends at school told me i was good at poetry and refered me here and my english teacher concured with her about my poetry. so, here i am. Hi! |
The things he'll never know
and the things I'll never tell...
Will I ever have him back,
my Hatter...
Why do I feel so alone
in your presence...
Will I ever have him back,
my Hatter...
My soul remains
hidden inside my mind...
The face I show them
keeps them at bay...
Why is life so confusing?
everything is changing...
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We can't write it, we can't speak it, that which lies deeply hidden within our souls. Why is this so? I truly wish I did know. |
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Sooner or later everything always ends in pain. |
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"There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time." |