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True, Tulip is not a rose, But what one might well propose,
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My heart beats for you,
Yearning for your love.
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Stuck in a jacket In a white room
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Dark the clouds
Shadows past
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I strive everyday, Trying to make it through.
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What dost thou seek , my son , my son On this lonely Road of Broken Dreams ?
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How hath ye not seen. The Darkest sheen in the, Brightest Eye ...
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You asked for my heart . I gave you my soul .
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I need a snuggle buddy, To cuddle with me close.
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I'm flattered that you enjoy my letters
I make you smile and make your days brighter
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Looking down I wonder why. Why on that someone will make you cry.
by tsuki no hime
17 lines, 2 comments,
11 hours ago. In Sad, Other, Teen issues, Depressed, Loss, Message, Longing, Lost love, My own style
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You hold the wandering shadow
adrift in all my worlds
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Not settling for less
Then the best
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If only a label
Placed upon the navel
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Bad judge of character Nothing seemed to matter
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Insensitive
Callously indifferent
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Attention whore Doesn't care who you are
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adorned in moonlight's silken fingers each touch the others' warmth
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even in daylight hours he, prowling the horizon, scans for eyes
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and man seeks to be king a ruler of all the world's knowledge
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and you breathed a sonnet into my ears
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Father, I know there is nothing of me You do not know You've known me from the beginning
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To make you change your mind
Make you ignore me whenever im online
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by Juggalette Queen
24 lines, 3 comments,
1 day ago. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, Adult, My own style, Freewrite, Dedication, Humour, Pissed
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Never knew how it could possibly be true
for someone to dare to be bare
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So I lied pretended that my
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Dear Brenden,
I miss you,
by Vampress Alayna
53 lines, 4 comments,
1 day ago. In Love, My own style, vampire story, Children, Personal, Sad, Life, Lost love, Romance
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If you see Dawn while walking in the city,
On a day of rainy memories blowing gray,
by Green Stars
23 lines, 3 comments,
1 day ago. In Hope, Life, Love, Pain, Thoughts, My own style, Lost in thought, Longing, Friendship
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To write is to torment the many thoughts that occupy the mind. To release the pain of having so much to share. Experiences and life, or questions of my very being. What to write about is as much of a challenge as waking to fa
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Evil and malice all around
not one inch of my SAVIOR
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Twinkle Twinkle Little Star I wish apone you for what?
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Flying, falling, flailing, flat, Floor, face, "Fuck!"
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It was not my will to enter this life
here I am and very hard I have tried
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It gets harder to imply surrounded with blue and white
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Some are long time tough butchers pitchers sax players hookers
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It seems a lifetime
since i've taken time out to write
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As the smoke wafts from the city chimney spires,
And the sun goes down so red and angrily,
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never had a friend like you my darling one
summer friend of windy days
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by Brook-1
24 lines, 6 comments,
1 day ago. In Contest, Dark, Life, Nature, Other, Pain, Thoughts, My own style, Noguest
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