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 Theres just so much I wish that I could say I rehearse it everyday Playing it over in my mind again I just hope you wont turn your shoulder... [read more] |
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You keep tellin me you never ment to hurt me When I was down on my knees Begging you please Now I’m back off of the ground running around An... [read more] |
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I keep thinking of how you got the best of me how it wasnt there for the rest ta see kinda funny how in the end it was me to leave something... [read more] |
 We see the old photographs and can't believe, that so many people were treated in such a way. An entire race dragged through the blackness,... [read more] |
 See now I understand why they call you son Of all the stars in the sky your the brightest one I can't forget, your in every beat of my heart... [read more] |
 Reverse Tanka : 7-7-5-7-5, three times for the Sonnet-form, and a 7-syllable couplet for the ending. Elizabeth's "Stained Gla... [read more] |
 The rivers flow so red yet he doesn't notice them She glances at herself in the mirror She wonders why he doesn't notice the stains...the sc... [read more] |
 His reply to my deficient self esteem. His greeting. His marvel at the time. His agreement at our likeness. Or was it simply his cell number... [read more] |
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Militaristic self-discipline now stands as a way, THE WAY, to silence the warning bells of my psyche. You were correct to assume this was ab... [read more] |
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I suppose I could feign effort in making you feel, but then I would be lying to you, and you to yourself, as even you wonder what took so lo... [read more] |
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maybe someday this pain will subside, but for right now, I'm content to know that I no longer have to scar myself to feel anything. [read more] |
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Tell me what it is to know you're the opposite of how you act, and I'll tell you what it means to hate everything about yourself. [read more] |
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There is nothing that could be said to take away the simple truth regarding our interactions. You attempt to tear me down and I pretnd to lo... [read more] |
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Look down on me a bit more and see where it gets you. You're just like the other heretics, godless and cruel. Perhaps if you cease this cycl... [read more] |
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Miniscule drops of purity fall on dimpled cheeks, and she is unsure if they are tears or the falling rain. One reaches her harlot painted li... [read more] |