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They take you from your perfect world, where everything is familiar and they leave you there...a tale of running back to MY perfect world.
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A dedication...
Song peeling in the dead of night.
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To all the lovers, all the haters
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The music plays, The song continues through the darkened haze.
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I know the game, Played it ten thousand times now.
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Life can be perfect, then perfection fades...and after a while you stop seeking it.
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Sometimes you just have to let your bird spread its wings and fly away...
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Mankind creates, God creates a solution to all his problems by destroying.
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The hymns of old have been sung for far to long, death to the old faith.
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The only thing that buys love...Is love
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A poem about the negative effects of living eternaly
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He had died, fallen into the night.
'twas a place he loved, free from the lover's plight
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Happy, happy forever?
Shattered, torn down from your podium.
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Spin, spin round and round.
Listening to the great mourning sound.
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Night time.
Time for sleep, for rest.
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Sometimes love is so strong, it continues even beyond life.
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Gather round now,
Come and see how.
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I've been alone for so long.
Singing sorrow's sad song.
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Come and love me you selfish whore.
Do you enjoy the the thought of being there forever more?
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I stood there, staring down at the world.
My Feathers, black and white, falling to the earth below...
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Revoke me!
Turn my sweet surrender around,
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The game is over, I'm tired of playing.
No longer will I be a victim of of the crowd.
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Free verse poem returning to my darker roots ^^
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There are times I cry a thousand tears just for what we once had.
Times I wish we didn't end things because we were mad.
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I've been without her for some time now,
I figured it'd be better this way.
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I'm through with the games you play!
Done listening to you whine every single day.
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The conclusion to "Failing Love"
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It's an unfortunate thing when the one closest to us is the hardest one to trust.
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Let's just say...I don't like my step-dad
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My first and probably my only Repitition poem, enjoy!
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What is Viewed as right in the world? And what is viewed as wrong? This poem explores that...and other things.
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God created the world and saw it was empty so he created man, and it was good.
Then, god saw that man was bored...so he gave him his hand, and it was good.
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