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Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.

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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
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
With her, the world becomes art.
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Art Herself World
It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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Forever Hate Love Myself
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Poem Talk Voice Yourself
Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.
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She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
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Beautiful Herself Myself Rose See
There’s a strange beauty in her. She shines like hell.
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Beautiful Hell Herself Shine Strange
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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