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 Now that you’re here, I want you to stay. In my mind, I know you must go, but my heart doesn’t want to believe it. For I’d miss you too much... [read more] |
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What’s wrong with me? Why am I always so sad? What’s wrong with me? Why do I think everything’s so bad? ~ What’s wrong with me? Why do I liv... [read more] |
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When your heart has been broken, you have so many needs, but can’t expect to love again, when you still have a heart that bleeds. ~ You can’... [read more] |
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Someone tell me why, love has to hurt so much. Why one minute, it can make you feel so good, and the next minute, make you feel so bad. Some... [read more] |
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I was on the brink of ending it all, and suddenly, there you were. The fighting, the lies, the pain, almost destroyed me, but suddenly, ther... [read more] |
 Thank you for hurting me Thank you for ripping out my heart Thank you so much for watching me die And thank you so much for being such a jer... [read more] |
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The word love What does it mean To me it means a dove that represents peace The word peace What does it mean To me it means free of all un... [read more] |
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Dearest friend in secrets gray is the night without a quick visit from you Each grand movement of my pen you find something deep within jok... [read more] |
 I'm inclined to agree with Mr. Yeats That the embroidered coat but relegates The man inside to servitude Unless he's willing to travel nude. [read more] |
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Beauty, as time, has passed me by So that here alone set I As the hound with quarry gone Searching ever blindly on Through the field or arou... [read more] |
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Oh, the poor unfortunate souls Who know not what lives in the dead tree holes But only see the leafless form As something that will someday... [read more] |
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The stream that once reflected youth Will to the grown reflect the truth That water and the years advance Yet join what be of great expanse. [read more] |
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What is it here in this indigo night Just out of reach of this failing sight That calls so sadly to these tired old ears 'Tis nothing but th... [read more] |
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I walk the path, among the flowers Where Cora Ellen passed the hours Making sure whom e'er would come Be given equilibrium. Yet never notice... [read more] |
 What fealty, What love, if it's bashing my head, At your stony doorstep, O hard-hearted one? ************* Grief a... [read more] |