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Hola... I started writing my freshman year (2004). I have my hard times and I guess this just helps me vent and cope... |
When no one understood me
I always came to you...
Kill me now.
break my heart...
At first they were just thoughts,
Images in my mind...
I'm really not learning
I'm not catching on...
Why can't I be happy knowing I have your love?
Is it because you're not him, the one who took it...
I let myself do it
I get too attached...
Is it love, or is it lust?
Ever since that time, that we first touched...
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We all make mistakes. all that matters is how we cope with them. |
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There are plenty of fish in the sea. |