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I messed up a lot of things. I called it poetry.

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With her, the world becomes art.
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Dreams Existence Myself
Late nights. Poetry. Cigarettes. and a wounded heart, trying to forget you.
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He opened her cages, and freed the things inside.
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Coffee Herself Simplicity
I hated you. and you hated me. But we called it love.
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Hate Relationship Yourself
She’s just a girl. But her pussy makes me see god.
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Love lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
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Death Fast Fly Live Love
She wanted love. So I fed her, inch by inch.
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Fed Herself Love Myself Sex
I gave her address to my soul. Ans she fucked the mailman.
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Address Herself Mail Man Soul
Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.
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Deep Guilty Let Go Repeat
I wake to find her there, with glowing eyes and tangled hair. She is my sunrise.
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Eyes Glow Hairs Myself Surprise Wake Up
Women are beautiful. But some are made of hell.
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Beautiful Hell Woman
Sometimes I wonder if these rain soaked shoes will get me home.
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Home Myself Rain Shoes Time Wonder
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 simple. Like a poem, and always dressed in sunshine.
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Herself Poem Simplicity Sunshine
It’s funny how love fades, and they become more than a poem about yesterday.
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Fade Love Past Poem
In an endless universe, she needed space.
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Herself Need Space Universe
If there’s never been a restraining order, it ain’t love.
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Command Love Order
This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
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