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Hearts are fragile broken to many time's and they may never heal. |
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This Heart Long's to hear the words that will never be spoken. |
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Yearning for touches never to be felt, is waying on my mind. |
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Cold rain splashes against my heated flesh. |
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A heart the plea's a million crys!..... |
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Too the world you might be ugly and boring. |
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When one write's poetry it shouldn't be to please other's. |
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I've fell for you lie's, so many times. |
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Life is like running horses- Wild and Free. |
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No trust |