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poetry is my form of suicide.. |
Even though you hurt me
And you still make me cry...
I miss him
Beyond all belief...
My forever is unavailable
My happiness out of reach...
My struggle
Is long and hard...
Raindrops fall softly
Like kisses pressed against my head...
I shed a tear
I just can't force a smile...
Sweet emotional distress
Running through my veins...
Related by blood
But not through birth...
Evil puppeteer
Controlling my aching soul...
Sun beams flicker
Back and forth...
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If you gonna break my heart do it quick like a band-aid so it only stings and doesn't burn |
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When you lose someone, you realize just how much that person means to you, So maybe its a good thing they're gone. So you can see just how much that person means to you |
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You have ONE advantage over me.....you can kiss my ass and I can't!! |