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This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.

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Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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Break Freedom Myself
Always falling but not for anything.
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Attitude Fall One Liner
This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
There’s this thing that hurts inside me all the time. Because I know what’s coming.
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Hurt Myself Time
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Address Herself Mail Man Soul
I messed up a lot of things. I called it poetry.
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Call Mess Myself Poetry
I’m wrong but I’m real.
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Myself Reality Wrong
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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Destroy Meaning Philosophy Search
Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Deep Guilty Let Go Repeat
Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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Heart Herself Memories
We are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
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Beautiful Dreams God Monster
She’s like turning on the radio and hearing a brand new song.
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Brand Herself Music Radio Song
It’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
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Fade Love Past Poem
She’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
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Girl God Herself Myself See Sex Woman
She’s like a jar of butterflies, waiting to be opened.
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Butterfly Herself Open Wait
I liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
There’s a strange beauty in her. She shines like hell.
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Beautiful Hell Herself Shine Strange
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Eyes Myself Romance Sex Stars
It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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Forever Hate Love Myself
Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
Romance is a dream. I can get better shit at the liquor store.
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Alcohol Dreams Myself Romance
I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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Eyes Glow Hairs Myself Surprise Wake Up
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
I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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Drink Drugs Morning Myself
Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Poem Talk Voice Yourself
He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Cage Freedom Myself Open

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