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She walks by me
and grazes her hand accross my back
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She walks by me
and grazes her hand accross my back
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Not much of a poem, just getting my thoughts on paper.
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A drop of smoke
may suffocate
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This promise is for you
That my love will never die.
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Someone has kidnapped my inner child;
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His footprints are filled with
dark purple blood
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I run my scarred
warm fingers over the
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Like dying roses
it's so discreet.
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Damn. I wish I had A gun.
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My name is and I am going to take this opportunity to assess my mental strengths and weaknesses as
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Reach out to me.
I beg you.
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The scars of my past
are not yet scars.
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I sulk through the streets of Surrey,
with my hands in the pockets
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As I sit by her
fresh grave,
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It was AM
when I fell asleep. I
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In the distance, a bomb in the night
emits a green glow around
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She cried.
Daddy kissed her owy.
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Midnight.
He squawks in his crib,
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She celebrated her fifth birthday,
at "Le chez du perfection."
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Your flashy colours of red, blue and green
do not camouflage you into the city scene.
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When the sun doesn't shine,
And the sky is grey
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Embrace this moment, for it is your first.
Your mother cradles you in her sore arms,
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She is a rose bud…
She has not yet reached her full potential,
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I feel the light on my face,
when I push through
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My father's garage is empty;
a chilling cavern inhabited by
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Did you know,
That I cry myself to sleep every night,
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The war I fight is already won,
But the battle, I know, has just begun.
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