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I’m wrong but I’m real.
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With her, the world becomes art.
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This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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I messed up a lot of things. I called it poetry.
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I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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She’s like a jar of butterflies, waiting to be opened.
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He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
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I hated you. and you hated me. But we called it love.
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Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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She could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
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Broken Heart Herself
Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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Heart Herself Memories
There’s this thing that hurts inside me all the time. Because I know what’s coming.
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Hurt Myself Time
She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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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 was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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A lot of ugly people hide behind beautiful eyes. A lot of things are only lies.
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Beautiful Hide Lying People
It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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Forever Hate Love Myself
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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