You meant more to me than I ever wrote down
Ever realised I felt, or said out loud
You were my everything, My nothing, My destruction
My Hallucinations
My Model for imitation
My sweet, and sour
My rainbows, my flowers
My universe, My lucky star
My bleeding cut, My invisible scars
My existence, reason of creation
The cause of my final flaw
Exploiting my desperation
My Destiny, My fate,
My Universe and space,
All My reason to still be alive in this place
Yet all my reasons to want to fade
You were my heart and soul
I was the heart you stole
But not anymore...
Anything? Anything at all?
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i HAVEN'T SPOKET. SHIT, SORRYABOUT CAPSLOCK AND CRAP SPACE BAR.
I'll start again.
I haven't spoken to you for a while. I think this is a very deep and lovely poem. That's probably because it is, but who knows such things? =]
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