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Found what you wanted in me Made me what you wanted me to be
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Now I know the signs
Of a man who has made up his mind
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This morning, eyes wide open, mind still wired My thoughts starts screaming, body still tired
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I know you feel it when I look at you... how badly I want you to be mine.
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Day light breaks forth from the horizon
The hope and anticipations of a new day
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Wow, what are the odds of that
Finding parts of your poem
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Call me a stranger Call me a freak
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At one time she was beautiful.
She had a voice that was heard by everyone.
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Having to try to pretend People are good
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Not settling for less
Then the best
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Woman are to be seen Not heard
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My fear came true the day I lost you.
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She wears the mask of shame and pride
of her guarded heart too strong to hide
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Bad judge of character Nothing seemed to matter
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Insensitive
Callously indifferent
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Pack the bags I'm leaving here tonight.
Don't need money or a place to sleep at night.
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You do everything wrong
We will never get alone
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People are trouble
Honestly
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What does she want of me I will go and see
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Reflections of my mind sit upon my page
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I thought he was the one for me. He showed me loved then played with my dreams.
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Nestle between spaces,
spoon commas, snuggle brackets,
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Together my hand in yours we are flying,
my love....
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Waiting on the sun's rays of light for dilemmas dissolve. While it never came, your darkness remained, failing to evolve.
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To make you change your mind
Make you ignore me whenever im online
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One dreams by night so raising strange ineffable tendencies
It raises spectres and sparks the inner dormancy
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What could I say to you God,
That my soul cannot express?
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when you try and just be yourself,
when you try and treat people how you want to be treated,
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Call me a sinner
Call me a saint
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Yesterday our love began, Today it shall continue on,
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by Juggalette Queen
24 lines, 2 comments,
6 hours ago. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, Adult, My own style, Freewrite, Dedication, Humour, Pissed
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You say you're sorry But I can't believe you,
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I am the girl who grew up knowing that her parents had the kind of love anyone would die for I am the girl that never appreciated what she had until it was gone
by blueangel569420
34 lines,
6 hours ago. In Angst, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Family, Self, Depressed, Freewrite
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And here you are
The finest of God's
work
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And here you are
The finest of God's
work
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She speaks with only the force which has followed and filled a life
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I have no real love Only dreams of despair,
by Fire Storm
23 lines,
6 hours ago. In Angst, Life, Love, Pain, Personal, Sad, My life, Longing, Depression, Sadness
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I have my eyes
anxiously running its sense of sight
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