Poems by Curing the Comon Cliche

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  • Tear through the books
    Read them loud and clear...

  • What we destroy, and what angels pretend
    There is a fine line, between a occurrence and a...

  • I'm gonna write you a song he said
    Before you believed in the truth...

  • Ripped open layer of eye eyelids
    Headache made me feel like sh it...

  • Ticking clocks and waves on sand
    Edge of the world but hand in hand...

  • Gas prices and SUVs
    Paper made from chopping trees...

  • Zebra life in black and white
    With no room for improvement now...

  • Goodnight pillow,
    Let the deep black ensue us both...

  • Crack up the volume, till it blows the speakers
    Like the left side of my head...

  • Leo todas tus palabras
    Canto todas tus coplas...

  • Falling out of the sky
    What if you don't want to fly...