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With her, the world becomes art.

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Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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I’m just a daydream. I don’t even know what I really am.
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Dreams Existence Myself
She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
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I hated you. and you hated me. But we called it love.
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Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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It’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
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She’s like turning on the radio and hearing a brand new song.
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Love lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
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Death Fast Fly Live Love
I messed up a lot of things. I called it poetry.
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She could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
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Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Always falling but not for anything.
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She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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