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Love. It happens everyday its everywhere.
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I’m sick of people making choices to be sad And yes, it really does make me mad
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I'm starting over!
I don't care what you think
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So many people don’t quite
see the relations of love and death.
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Don't you honey-baby-sugar-sweetheart me-
that's not my name -- Why can't you see
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Baby girl *this* is a letter of apology.
This is to say I'm sorry.
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Every year,
Every new debate every new election
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get over it.
i am a bitch
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meant as a slam, read it out loud. 
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Impale me king of darkness, show your deeds where none but you can identify and scourge the truth in frantic tell tale wisdoms that you could only know if you were alive.
yes, truth and justice for all, especially you ill
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Each person has / something new to show you / about the things / that run through their heads; / life goals or memories they dread, / a new way to dress / standing out among the rest, / a desire for things /
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You don't notice me / so are you over me? / I can't let that be / can you not see? / I miss you, wish you / Luck / and honestly / I don't give a fuck / if an empty sorry / is all you have for me / clarify
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She is my Life / She is my Woman / She is my Life / &nbs
by Transcend All
62 lines, 5 comments,
on Jun 3 3:27 AM 2007. In An Artist Mind, Slam, Gay, Pain, Life, Love, Lyrics, Spiritual, Thoughts, Hope
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A first person view / of my silent dreams, / awakened by night sweats / and piercing screams— / nightmares of an unsettled mind / from situations where unspoken / thoughts were left behind. / Haunted by the
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Three and a half months boy / One fourth of a year / I was a virgin / when you walked into my life. / and didn't walk right back / out
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This is a Slam poem, so it doesn't have the same effect as when it's read out loud.
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More concerned With her hair What to wear
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