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We're only getting smaller.

I'm sick of your name coming to mind, everytime a pencil touches my notebook.

I want you to know, we could've been great together.
I want you to know, I loved you more than the sun, moon, and stars.

I want you to know, that your filthy.
I want you to know, that I'm smiling because your alone now.


I want you to know, that if you were you drowning,
I would gladly put my foot on your face, to keep your head under the water, so that I could see the life leaving your eyes,
right in front of me.





You broke me.

I'm okay now.

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  • sinkfloridasink
    November 16

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    Hell yeh...this is how you feel when your crushed and enjoyed how you said if he was drowning you'd put your foot on him and watch him die....that gives off this strong feeling which makes your poem more credible...and it was amazing


  • ZachP silver member
    November 3

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    Oh, how well I know that feeling.

    There are a few people I feel quite that vehemently.

    But don't waste your time focusing on hate;

    focus most of all on the love in your life,

    that is how you breathe.

     

    Zach 


  • Artificial Joy--x
    October 19
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    Wow i Feel the same way

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