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Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.

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We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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Destroy Meaning Philosophy Search
I’m wrong but I’m real.
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Myself Reality Wrong
She was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
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Break Butterfly Death Shine Sky
This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
It’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
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Fade Love Past Poem
True love is letting her know that her ass really does look fat in those jeans.
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Appearance Funny Herself Love True
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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Poetry Silence Word
She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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Artist Myself Poetry Sex
Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Deep Guilty Let Go Repeat
She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Eyes Myself Romance Sex Stars
I’m just a daydream. I don’t even know what I really am.
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Dreams Existence Myself
Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself
Romance is a dream. I can get better shit at the liquor store.
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Alcohol Dreams Myself Romance
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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Break Up Heart Herself Summer
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Address Herself Mail Man Soul

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