Poems by Curing the Comon Cliche

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  • Grim things slip in
    Under the crack in the door...

  • Tick
    Tock...

  • March on with the moments
    Like the parade floats that we are...

  • Wake up
    Wake up...

  • Before you woke up life was just a dream
    Fantastic poetry...

  • My End (1)

    So is this where we are now?
    Is this where we want to be...

  • Woah now, you're speeding up fast
    I thought we'd make this sad song last...

  • Ring around the rosy
    Losing your mind was never so cozy...

  • Empty bottles but my head is full of thoughts
    The seconds count themselves like they were taught...

  • So maybe baby when your heart beats faster
    Just maybe I can count on you...

  • The first verse just begun
    Means a second ones coming...

  • So if leaving makes you happy
    Then happiness is all I can give you now...