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Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.

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She was simple. Like a poem, and always dressed in sunshine.
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Herself Poem Simplicity Sunshine
I liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Eyes Myself Romance Sex Stars
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Address Herself Mail Man Soul
Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
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Break Freedom 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
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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Break Up Heart Herself Summer
Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Deep Guilty Let Go Repeat
Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
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Art Failure Myself Wisdom
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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Beautiful Herself Myself Rose See
Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.
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Couple Love Myself Relationship Summer
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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Destroy Meaning Philosophy Search
She’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
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Girl God Herself Myself See Sex Woman
Sometimes I wonder if these rain soaked shoes will get me home.
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Home Myself Rain Shoes Time Wonder
I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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Drink Drugs Morning Myself

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