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And maybe if you’re not there yetMaybe you will be one dayBut it will be with someone elseAnd they’ll love you and you’ll love themAnd maybe if you’re not readyThis will prepare youFor when you can give your heartThere’ll be someone giving you a f
You said I'm sorry, but for what? Holding me the way I've always wanted to be held. Touching me the way I've always wanted to be touched. Making me feel good.
My thoughts albeit was filled with only you.        Impossible it was to think of anyone other than you  Then you found someone new  I moved on endlessly hoping I would love another too 
lo más difícil no es decir que todavía te amo.no es no poder dormir al sentir la ausencia de tu pielno es entrar en pánico cuando empiezo a olvidar la radiancia de tu sonrisa
Don’t call me beautiful when your hands have become wrenches prying open my legs. Your eyebrow raising into your hairline as you unsuccessfully try to ease the words out of your mouth, like two roads
Misbeliever, Inept, Callous It is me, an orphaned sapien Treading over the vaccancy Pricked by putrid thorns Life, a blinded prophet Balanced on judgement "Go, find someone!" In Garden of actions,
when it comes down to then end of the night you can turn from the truth   let him shout his devotions and feed you with lies while you wonder what else could be broke  
i found the truth in the tear-stained pages where i spilled my heart and soul   i found lies in the sickly sweet whispers that i thought were made of gold   i found love
a heart is a delicate toy, [beating it’s own frail song] encased inside a cage of bones, strong yet equally complex in its meaning.  
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
if you're reading this, clearly it's too late  you made me wait, hate, and waste  time and energy, invested thoughts and feelings  but since you're reading this, you might need to understand 
i put my hands down as they chose their weaponry. i should’ve known my weakness would eventually get the best of me.
I feel like i'm on a flight above a kite She's just so right she even passed me a sprite Her smiles quite a sight thats so bright The candle has been lighted i'm so excited
Brown eyes, smooth skin, A smile far prettier than sin. He strolled into my life, He made my mind spin.   He raised my heartbeat, so fast.
Brown eyes, smooth skin, A smile far prettier than sin. He strolled into my life, He made my mind spin.   He raised my heartbeat, so fast.
  He is a flame in the daylight: Seemingly innocent To the naked eye, But painful To the touch. Though he leaves
He Loved Her She Also Loved Him. But, The Love Is Ended Within Him,
Flower Child: Roses grew in her eyes So she only saw beauty Lilies filled her ears with melodies Songs of lovely tragedies
  Dear friend Wipe away those tears I know it hurtsBut trust me when i say there are better daysU will smile againU are beautiful and amazingDont let this break u
Circles. We are going in circles.As we spin around, the world stops.And we both will eventually fall.So I wonder, who will fall first?
Baby, I fell for you I can’t let you play me like a fool I won’t  be that girl anymore Closed the door On this innocent and young  heart
On those summer days the comfort was ours. I laughed, I couldn’t believe it was love. Gone was all of the fear from yesterday. Joyful and carefree, that was what we were.
My letter to Love; Dear Love, Why do you twist me Why do you twist me Like a sponge that needs cleaning Bleeding out water bubbling All the reasons why he deserves me Why do you drive my heart
I don’t want to feel blue anymore. I’m tired of crying the same blue tears I’m tired of only being the one listening, with my own two ears
Where are you going? What have you seen? What have you dreamt of? Where have you been? Where did you come from? Where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton Eye Joe? I miss you, come home.
My first high was falling in love at the wrong time with the right words   Polite words that struck like fireworks to a young girl so afraid to be alone  
The leaves are green full of summertime things The bark, brown, waiting for the chilly fall-time to come down I say “I love him” then he lets me go
Pushed me to open my heart and make space for you there I showed you cuts and offered to heal each one You kissed my hand knowing I selpt with it nect to my cheek thinking of you
Poetry is Pathos   If there’s anything that poetry has taught me, it is how to feel. Poetry is pathos you see. Through art, it allows feelings without identity to take form.
When I knew you, you were soft yet sturdy and maliable like the Koa trees that used to grace my hometown   We spoke different languages My hands and heart threaded words of love into
My eyes sting from the memories that run down my face   My mind spins from the trauma that life left me in   My body aches from all the hours of stress  
My body is chained to the bed My ears are focused only on the music My eyes are tied shut My mind runs wild My heart tries to break out
I can look at you Instantly I would smile   Your perfect curly brown hair And your golden hazel eyes   Could light up this whole town But it's dark now that your gone  
I click play and listen I can feel every lyric of a familiar song dig deeper into my heart All the memories start flooding right back I can visualize you in every second of that song
The man who stole my heart, Some say he didnt have one, Some say he need a new one. All I know is he stole mine.   Two day later, I see him out with another,
Love breaks me like no one has before. The reminiscent sting of its every touch is like a million needles piercing my  mind body soul. I want you to build me back up.
There was freedom in ones lonliness and existence in ones presense.  I wanted to witness the never ending night, but time was of the essence.  My vision had advanced dull across the colorless sky,
I had a dream that it was still you and me  And reality was chasing me awake. 
"Everything isn't always what it seems." "Everything that glitters aint gold." Those sayings are so old yet they still apply to now  Through my blurred vision I felt the pain of the meaning of these saying
I broke it I didn't mean to It was by accident I tried to hold it  It just slip out of my hand I just slipped because there was somethingin my way. I didnt see it coming 
I didn't know what to expect When I saw your face Familiar, Unique, and you seemed sorta sweet   I knew of you, but not about you We became close
How arrant with infatuation To one whom abhorrently loathes my desolate soul. To waken in darkness, Tormented by the enigma of loyalty and heart ache. the reminders of my past,
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