Poems from Sydney_Girl

What is this life?What does it mean?Is there really a purpose at all?We go around satisfying the needs of our own,We try to help others...
He’s my own self destruction stillborn child come to life, the best person anyone could ever know. But getting him to stay was an...
All I wanted was to strum it like a pro My six string warrior and I could only go soFar, I made the lonesome walk to the crossroadsMy six...
She puts her makeup on, Gets her nails doneRuns the extra mile, keeps it small So we'll like her, but we don't like herShe thinks she has...
He walks away with an arrogant strideMy cheeks burn a rosy red, He stole my prideI'm happy it's gone. One can't be prideful in Love and...

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