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Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.

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Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.
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Couple Love Myself Relationship Summer
He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Cage Freedom Myself Open
She could be anything. But she’s just a girl with a broken heart.
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Broken Heart Herself
Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
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Art Failure Myself Wisdom
We search for meaning. And destroy it.
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Destroy Meaning Philosophy Search
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 are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
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Beautiful Dreams God Monster
This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.
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Forget Heart Night Poetry Try Wound Yourself
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
I liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
Always falling but not for anything.
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Attitude Fall One Liner
She was a broken sky, where stars never shine and butterflies die.
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Break Butterfly Death Shine Sky
She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
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Beautiful Herself Myself Rose See
She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself

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