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She’s like turning on the radio and hearing a brand new song.

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Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
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Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
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Poem Talk Voice Yourself
A lot of ugly people hide behind beautiful eyes. A lot of things are only lies.
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She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
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Love lives. and dies. as fast as butterflies.
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Death Fast Fly Live Love
This heart. It’s broke. I don’t want it anymore.
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Broken Heart Heart Myself
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes, it’s just poetry.
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