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Butterfly Herself Open Wait
It’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
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Fade Love Past Poem
We are only beautiful monsters, dreaming of god.
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Beautiful Dreams God Monster
Always falling but not for anything.
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Attitude Fall One Liner
I liked her simplicity. She wanted coffee and orgasms.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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Hate Relationship Yourself
Her memory still lingers, like a cockroach in my heart.
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Heart Herself Memories
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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Poetry Silence Word
She wanted romance. I just wanted to fuck the stars out of her eyes.
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Eyes Myself Romance Sex Stars
She’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
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Girl God Herself Myself See Sex Woman
It wasn’t forever. But I loved her until I hated her.
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Forever Hate Love Myself
I never drink in the morning. Mornings are for drugs.
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Drink Drugs Morning Myself
I’m just a daydream. I don’t even know what I really am.
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Dreams Existence Myself
With her, the world becomes art.
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Art Herself World
Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.
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Couple Love Myself Relationship Summer
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
She was an artist on top of me, and soaked my sheets with poetry.
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Artist Myself Poetry Sex
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Broken Heart Herself
She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.
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Beautiful Collection Flaw Herself
He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Cage Freedom Myself Open
Sometimes I wonder if these rain soaked shoes will get me home.
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Home Myself Rain Shoes Time Wonder
Love lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
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Death Fast Fly Live Love
Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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Break Up Heart Herself Summer
I’m wrong but I’m real.
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Myself Reality Wrong
True love is letting her know that her ass really does look fat in those jeans.
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