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Fake or True ... ??? Which One Are You ... ? Are You Simply A FAKE ... Who's Just On The Make ... ? Or ... Are You EVEN WORSE ... ? A Snake On The Make ... !?!
It's difficult when you're surrounded by people who love you, but who know you so well they are no longer interested. It's difficult when you're in your prime, but it doesn't really matter because you don't do anything that requires it.
Acting out emotions may delve into extremities Throwing knifes of truth And bullets shredding thin   Ricochet Ricochet Ricochet  
Best friends forever? More like best friends for never Every word you ever said to me was a straight lie. You played with my head and I just gotta ask "why?" Your selfish ways will never be forgotten
I hurt so bad, it's getting hard to breathe How I feel inside, well you wouldn't believe Thanks for making me cry, what I total waste of makeup This nightmare feels so real, come on Maddie, wake up
I don't want to feel this pain anymore, I want to go numb I'm laying on the floor wondering how I could ever I be this dumb Life is cruel and if you think otherwise, then you're a fool
Poetry has taught me to be free,To be completely me,Poetry told me, "Don't worry about this or that."Poetry whispered in my ear and said,
im gay im really gay im trully lully gayyyyyyyyyyy Fortnite is the PubG lover of the centuery
Darkness It’s what separates the good from evil It’s the lack of good and the lack of light It’s the feeling that creeps inside of you when you least expect it It’s a force strong enough to bring the strongest man to his kneesIt’s enough to drive
You see It wasnt always this way when the time passed it brought colors for sometime its only gifted grey   its a mindset they say trapped in my own behavior the devil next door
You are the blood in my veins,  The only way I would let us part,  Is if I cut my skin and let you out.
There are those that stand upon the hill Getting everything yet lusting still Then there are those upon the ground Getting nothing making little sound
i never asked for thisthe dirty looks in the hallwaythe self-loathing i constantly feelthe unnecessary attentionthe way that i look in the mirror and see someone elsethe voice that doesn't belong to me
My Sweet Peanut love of mine make me smile all the time   My Small Raisin on the floor i giggle at you you smile some more   My Perfect Balloon always far from reach
The time we spent memories we Made Faithful friendship hearts have made Forever apart Nothing between us Always there when One of us need us
Good afternoon Good morning Today we're going back To the 90's Only wish I could Back when Back then Everything was so simple Had a cute katana A pink little flip phone
I'VE CONFUSED LOVE WITH HATE AND HATE WITH LOVE CONFUSED THE TRUTH WITH A BLUFF AND WONDERED WHY LOVE IS SO ROUGH   HERE'S A TOKEN FROM THE BROKEN ILL DROP GEMS OF LOVE THAT SEEM UNSPOKEN  
I am human, so are you. I am learning, and you are too. The mistakes we make, we learn to forgive. This is the real love, we have to give.  But not to worry, not to fret.
11/14/16 This poem is for you I am always thinking about the feeling you give to me. They feel so real. Without you, I think I would feel empty. Never let me go until the day I get old and die.
Because I Love You    I'll let you be as free as a sweet honey bee, because i love you. I talked to God about you, i prayed for you, because i love you.
Dear momma Thank you for giving me Real Love The kind of love where I feel safe enough To be myself and shine Real Love
#BecauseILoveYou I control who you see and what you wear, because I love you I spend more time on my phone than spending time with you, because I love you I flirt with other people behind your back, because I love you
I love you, With this Life. You will be my Wife   I will continually try, Please, do not cry. I will always Love you, & This is True   Even after I die
My favorite "I Love You"s don't come from waxy chocolate or the sickly sweet smell of wilted roses.   My truest "I Love You"s are found at the end of nights soaked in laughter,
God I am frustratedNothing is as it shouldWonderful thoughts of flightBroken calls of worry
The city roads are full of potholes. The railroads creek and squeak with the passing of heavy machinery. I sit in the garage at my borther's home. I am a homeless college graduate--in debt.
Why do I love you? I love you because you make gremlin faces at me. I love you because your teeth don't quite line up. I love you because you bounce all over the place.
New
This feeling is brand new, and I'm not sure if I like it. It's intensity burns brighter than anything I have ever known. It gives me hope and motivation. It also makes me feel hopeless and demotivates me.
Opening with a false  A lie for truths, Isn’t that us all? Im cold and sweaty but this time I’m ready Lying here amongst my thoughts
I've always read about how love feels. How it feels like your heart fills with fireworks. And how it's going to explode in any second. I want to experience that. 
When you are away  I am lost and afraid You are the light to my day,needless to say I have no direction when you are away. When my life is in pieces
Jesus, He is Lord of Lords and King of Kings,Jesus, He is the Son of God and God's Word is the truth of all things,Jesus, He is God
"Death whispers to me, saying"honey pretty please" But even if I ask it to leave, It still follows me. I turn down a dark alley, But no it's just a hall way, And i'm late for biology.
Lost in the world of doubt, I was worthless until you came around.  It's funny cause I get a lot of looks, but the one coming from you means the most.  My confidence was down a notch, I needed that extra boost and you're the drug We bonded like yi
This thing that we call love I don't want to be a part ofSomething so insane something so dire I feel is if a part of me craves itIt's no longer an option when I hear his name but I know this won't last
You see, people think they know love, by the books and movies you know of. But love isnt about boys, nor gifts, Nor the way the glass slipper fits.   Love is hearing the sound of music.
Baby come home In bed i wait for darling to come home Wondering if he is alright or alone I stare at the cling with tears in my eyes Wondering if i could make alone another night
  I am a songwriter. I am a songwriter because music is the one idea that can evoke multiple emotions out of a single person,
You chased away my fear Drowned me with passion Held on to me Unexpectedly stole my heart   I was sealed with fate From the first day we met With your sweet kiss From a shower of love
I'm here to sleep like America is today never to speak Just follow a path one way who needs art when you're molded like clay Rip out the part that we wish would stay  
someone once told me you don't even know what love is but they were wrong cause all I do is laugh love live I use to hate cry and always wish that I would die i wouldn't walk a mile in my shoes if I could choose to fly
You're not like the others. You actually listen to me. From the minute I had met you, i'll admit, I was unsure where you would lead. Depression? Succession? How can this situation go?
Where am I from? You ask. I am from the country Yes the one down east Yes the one along the equator, And yes the one contemporarily smothered in ashes And drained in blood Soaked in blood
they looking at me like he never gonna make it gave me a barrier I'm destined to break it I'll take it give me the good with the bad i had worse they say he not all the way there well at first
Seeing the sunrise peak from behind the city skyline The mirror image in the soft waves below Feeling the the sun's warmth brush against the back of my neck During a beautiful winter day
Roses are red Violets are blue My name is Nick But for some odd reason Some call me Nickypoo  
Natural I Am 
Long flowing hair Newly straightened teeth Swimsuit body and a heart that's free. Flawless is ambiguious Left to perspective If you ask me we are all flawless. Knowing right and wrong
Keandre Melton That's me Came from a family of struggles and hardwork That's me Watching my mom struggle because she lost her job That's me
OMG- there he is- Fix your hair, don't breathe in. If you do, he’ll think you're fat, And you totes don't want him thinking that.  
It was just within that moment in which I had taken a mere reflection of myself. A true reflection in which no other could see, unless filtered into perfection. I am a pure, white flower, blooming from fine, fertile land. 
Remove the filters that surround our lives.  Don't sugarcoat it to the ones outside.  The world as we know it can be harsh and cruel, so let's not pretend that it always looks cool.
Sometimes I'm always down, Sometimes I'm always looking at the ground, Sometimes I cash in on my bad luck, Sometimes it's me lightning has struck, Sometimes I always keep my head high,
when one takes a scroll through my instgram feed they see a girl who is a animal lover,music lover, food lover and a make up enthusias but when I the stop posing
My name is Namirah and I am known as the middle child. When people meet me they certainly don’t know I can be wild.
Who am I deep down? Am I flawless, or am I hidious.  What do people think of me deep down. She is perfection, she is distruction. But deep down I am just me. I am me. Not you or her or him or them.
This is me Unedited,  Unfiltered me I am the cries at night when hearts break The anger when it's broken I am the fear when the world is coming down The tension felt when it's falling
Took me a while to wake up looking this good My life had rocks and boulders  They have only helped me to wake up like this Now look at me   
I am dark eye circles. I am nothing but gross, winter skin tapered onto a bored face. I am yellowed teeth, and thanks to dad, hideous manbrows.
It’s not as if I've never been here before   It's right there in that chair that you realize tears are imminent
Tears always seem to threaten me,
Nothing is perfect, For the reason that things aren’t the same,   Things are not the same, Because they are different,   Things are different, Because we choose for them to be,  
Who am I Behind the filter of a picture I am a man with very much to remember I have a story that is not yet over Black man living past 18 is the luck of a 4 leaf clover The story that is not told
Shame on you Filter! For hiding my little mole that I have on my left side
There’s a woman there, I can see her. She stands out to me, it’s her eyes. Something about the way she’s staring back at me grabs me.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, Will I ever be a
My heart longs for you I swear I'll be true to you Although you are not
How does it feel to be trapped behind a screen? In a world without dimension where perception is key. We iron our hair and puff out our lips in hopes that they don’t see What’s real?
Through an Instagram lens its often hard to see the bigger picture Every post is worth a thousand words And some of them are meant to injure
Where did what's right and what's beautiful become so intertwined? When did I becomed defined only by my jaw line? Why does #MasterCleanse and #LookingThin appear more than  #Eating and #LetLoose?
people will never recognized a simple girl. who is like other girls, simple as a paper flower. who really is nothing compare to the real flowers. whose color and petals are different from others.
I am everything I could ever ask When time flits away my inner beauty thrives Guiding me to the infinite fountains
So who is the man in the mirror? The real one- you know? The one behind the filter hidden away, disquised because no matter how hard he tries... There is something different--
Hidden behind the screen
Sometimes, my teeth seem slightly rotten with a honey residue considering, weekends I forget to brush, Or how my hair waves in this condescending way when I clinch my fist together.
I am Broken.
I'm not scared of anything. I'm not scared of shadows into the night.
Bringing out laughter Is what I am after Audience laughters Brings out the clown The clown who cheers To those who frowns   On the clown A smile is painted Upon the face  
I should just walk out and leave.
The true me is someone I'm still trying to discover. Although I'm only twenty-two years old, my mind often wonders; Am I on the right track to soon arrive at who I'm destined to be?
I stand here, baffled By the girl in my sight Her briliant smile, bashful Shines with a startling light
No one else could be Nearly as wonderful As the girl most near me That most perfect one
Tears begin in her dead green eyes which fall and shatter like glass. Her heart had frozen long ago. On her face, She wears a mask.   To them She smiles; I see Her frown.
A Light To Share: (A poem by me)
A fathers damaged heart A son who threw the dart A mothers tear of fear A drug thats all to real A brothers loss of trust A family built on rust Its crumbling in decay
Our main goal. What they push us towards. "Be yourself" But how can I do that when I don't even know how? How to talk my own words without being hated How to dress my own way without being judged
After a fast-break of a minor meal
  Can’t sleep, can’t breathe Memories of you run through my mind The memory of our first time brings tears to my eyes. The way your body felt as my hands caressed your back.
I am very happy to see you, in second taught; I have these dark clouds hanging over me. In my head I reminisce how you could once be my love coup. Now we are strangers, don't you agree?
I wake up to cosmetics and perfumes everyday to seem presentable to the world outside. 
You said to me, "I am Lost" So I etched the constellations in every freckled part of my skin, so you would always know where you came from when you traced your fingers across my hips.
  It's because I feel a need to live up to this standard  A bar set by my elders,  To make them proud, To be successful,  And to always strive for more   
They aren't just scars They are demons I fought at 00:00 They are my insecurities My deepest fear And my lonely nights They are my insults I have recieved and the Emotion I can't contain
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I hope you're comfy,
Did you ever really care Or I am an element forgotten like air. Did you ever claim me as yours
And outside, life Is cold. The trees are as bare as my bones are hollow, and through the chains over my window I can see the world outside- Moving. It's all still moving, without me.
I have a fear A fear of falling Heart is calling Wanting you Body is trembling Hands are shaking Eyes are longing Mouth is wispering no Dying inside Of you not knowing You
Friends meaning of friend has it changed over time has it lost its value look at your friends are they what you would call a friend the old english meaning is to love
Outside It seems as if she’s fine Beautifully beautiful in every way shape and form Her smile lights up the world as if god turned on the heavens Well at least when she shows it
You always say; "Sunshine after the rain", Why do you blame it on the rain,
There are lions in jungles that roar with pride. There are snakes in the grass, they're sly, they hide. There are sheep led by pastors, so fluffy and round. The wolves are just hungry, they wander around.
Eyes. There were six of them, green, blue, brown, and lavender. Now, why were they hovering? The lights were too bright to cast shadows, so why was there a lack of bodies to these eyes?
Life is a mystery full of surprises You'll never know what's going to happen so just live through it.   Count your days count your blessings count your mistakes before your life
Like walking into the wind, and you cant breathe.   like hearing the worst news of your life.   Missing a part of you, you never knew you had.   Thats what its like to love you.
They say soulmates are the ones youre supposed to end up with. The love of your life. What if soul mates are the ones that make your life a living hell? But can only make you think of happy times.
Never good enough Never ceasing to fail Getting shunned by my parents Cast away by my friends  
Confusion is surrounded all around me There are so many things i dont understand I barely even know who im supposed to be N one hears me, And no one seems to see what i see I see light in every darkness
I turn on the radio and that same song you sung brings back memories of you being gone. Every time I saw you I felt as if I was in a dream, but now that it's over I know it was just a scheme.  
Do you hear them? The warriors of this age who don't beat their chests and tattoo their faces who don't fight off the bad guys and save all the good guys. These are the true warriors
i can't remember how many day's it's been.
As the sky turns gray and the leaves fall
I've been standing here longer than you think, just taking a very long good good look at me through the eyes of those who know, those who don't, and those who don't give a damn.  
The world was an icy place until you shone upon the land. Your smile was the sun that thawed the spring. The sweet scent of you brought the flora to life. Our passionate stares burned like the long days of summer.
A daddy wakes up, puts his work boots on heads out the door before escaping a yawn his hands are stained black from the grease of the day breaking his back and again, just to get that pay
  True love is a four-leaf clover Similar to all the rest Yet delightfully different Beside the next. Hard to find and
Music is what gets us high school students through the day. Pretty much everyone has earbuds in their ears and the music cranked up. Teachers think were anti-social, but that's not the case.
We've heard it in lesson after lesson.We've seen it when people cry. The words they hurt; they bruise and bleed, and we just turn our eyes. How long can we sit and live like this, while we know that others die? Inside and out they're broken,  till
I leave this realmAnd walk into anotherSoon to find myselfIn the comfort of a motherWho's protective wombIs a shelter like no otherAnd although I knowI must soon leave this cover
  I think our brains are hardwired to appreciate sounds that are aesthetically pleasing.Like a kiss, for your ears.Music fills our silences, and embodies our ideals.   
Does your mind ever wanderonto greener fields in brighter light?Dost the night last in thy days of ponder?Do your eyes ever see the stars of bright?
You say to write a poem in order to win, and when it comes to trying, it makes my head spin. So much stress is put on my back, because when it comes to poetry skills, that's something I lack.
When I see you, my heart singsWhen we talk, the rest of the world melts awayWhen we laugh, my spirit soarsWhen we touch, it is as if heaven and earth meetWhen we kiss, my life turns into a fairytale.
                             
Fall is about to come... Summertime is almost gone... Enjoy it while it lasts, Remember all of the best... Keep it all in the memories... Dreams all spread by the fire flies...
Lips I can kiss A heart that is mine A friendship evolved A love so divine Hands I can hold A rush I can feel A connection so bold A bond so unreal Someone I can talk to
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheartTimes will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
she would leave days at a time and leave me alone to care for them a mother i wasnt but it was a mother they needed   away she went to her world of drugs and away i would go to my world of love
 In such a serial back yard, no wind or leaves rustling, an expecting squirrel waits in her nest, being frozen by the cool brisk air.
You seem to put me in the same category as your LAST and hardly give me a chance bc of what happened in the PAST.. But how can you expect love come already stable and ADJUSTED
  Life is a control We hold the power over ourselves in our hands But there’s no anytime use power button Although there is that little button some people resort to When they just can’t handle it anymore
When someone truly Listens to you They will react both inside and out. A response infused with emotion Showing you that they have been moved by your words.   When someone truly listens to you
One that dreams is one that traveles to another universe of infinte possibilities.  One that dreams is one that driftes to a imaginary land where the hauting face of their reality dosnt exist. The one that dreams can live two lives.
..This is the savage breakdown of a girl with dreams and aspirations Devotion to a craft, practice with no HONEST reciprocations. Enclaves of nothes and I play em all in different keys--- chords,
I AM MUSIC, THE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE OF THE SOUL. MY BEATS MAKE YOU STOMP YOU FEET. THE BRASS SECTIONS IN MY SALSA MAKES YOUR HIPS MOVE SIDE TO SIDE.
I can see it Far away in the Distance it waits And so I run Run toward what sits So far away I don’t stop Don’t slow down I keep pushing Faster and faster
LOVE; a feeling that can't be defined. Nor described. UNCONDITIONAL Love; Feelings that can't be set aside. Feeling like no one understands. Finding no on to confide in. LateNighhts.
Staring out at the city lightsI was wasting time, wasting timePhotographing the pieces, I reached new heightsRealizing the old colors never seemed to rhyme
The life we lack, the pain that we feel, at the end of the day our love was real. I wanted you. And you wanted me. But this life is funny. It said that we could never be. I live here you ive there.
Black suit, hazel eyes I fell in love with his disguise Lust or love I can't rely on me, myself, and I
     What You Mean to Me It seems like it started so long ago You only had a picture to show Remember when you switched to my class
Walking down a new road,  my eyes; a gyroscope. Looking around smiling happily,  a good day, I hope.   Walking down the same road relishing all that pass,  my eyes; a sponge I pray that it will last.  Walking on the same road I see a beautiful faw
Before you, my heart was failing. I couldn’t breathe, see, or feel. I was on the verge of dying before I met you. As soon as I saw you walk through those hospital doors, I knew you were the medicine I so badly needed to survive.
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I may be bruised, But I’m not broken I will not let an ugly past Ruin a beautiful future Still I rise Look at me and tell me What you see Not someone that’s going to fail  I will succeed
There is the pain of the heart, that arises when the hope of love becomes unrequited.... There is so much misery, shame, and embarassment that one feels,
Poems:  Expression and Lyrical.  Beautifully Hopeful.  Honesty and New.  A way to be true.  Writing is my way to vent.  In my own little tent.  My way to be real. 
The rippling grayness of water trickled beneath,Love, tender and sweet, was draw from its sheath.The hearts of two are intertwined as one,As the alluring season of autumn is begun.
Play it as written, that's all. Just play it exactly as written, just as the composer intended. Everything is written in the score, just practice what is written, right? No, that's absurd. And reckless.
  The crows in the corn field wait to feed   From my flesh, they anticipate to meet their needs   They wait for me to fall, to fail, to admit defeat
Talk like the sky                                                                                               Become your own                                                                                                        
True  beauty is found every place we look, not only just inside a book, though most think that it's equal to lust, we must dig down deeper and dig we must. For the beauty is stored inside ourselves, not only in tales upon high shelves, it is defin
The Light of Innocence In his eyes.   Chaste, and pale. Like a lily in moonlight.   Sweet caramel, heated by laughter, ever gazing, marveling, at the Ocean afar; so untamed.
Connections, synapsesOutlandish birds living in the center of corrugated cardboard villages,Wind and the rain dissolving their trusted homes,They stayHoping they will grow back,Not realizing its temporal nature
Spring. I was struggling to bloom, for the new sun only scorched all in it's path.  Summer. Internally, frightened, I fought the heat. That was all you brought - no refreshing rain, no solace in shade. 
Our love so great let it be ever Shown Like salt spread on obsidian black Stone Our hearts beating in such great Rhapsody Syncing together in just Harmony   Let the devout reverent choir Sing
Wanting Forever for your warmth to be near, Wanting Forever for your smile to be here to re-live your touch maybe too much, To Re-embrace you to be re-enter by you.
(From the touch of an instrument to slowing tempo, the high note, key to key, no beat in the surround sound but in the mind, round and round your mind goes, imgination goes exploring, exposed from the high end note, didn't know how music would be
Your eyes are like a remedy, Your soft hands dry my tears. Your heart is my soul's melody, it makes me swallow all my fears. Your embrace is like a dream when I'm asleep, And then it's clear,
  Lost in an abundance of love, The lover gives the her heart a chance. It’s been months since their friendship Has grown they have been together in sickness. And Each day becomes another diaries page.
I'm torn between the two My heart beats for both of you I can't decide I can't make up my mind Because of the things that bind us Like words of love, but lust decieves
I’m in love with a thing called loveBut love won't love me backAnd I don't know whyI’ve loved you since the 8th grade loveSo love me backI see her all the timeBut she won't let her love be mines
You are the reason autumn burns red   It bleeds to compete with your brilliance   Leaves fall as offerings when trees bow down   As you walk on by, hair like October’s gown  
Pass me that instigating pest please Yes, that bag you are holding Pass it here im looking for a key to unlock my stress stuffed deep in mind Hold on, is that the one that makes my eyes bleed
Oh gheez Lets freeze I’m not hard to please I need apologies I’ve paid my fees Put me at ease Ain’t hear to please ya Not sittin here to tease ya But this light skinned disease
Wish upon a star Dreams are a wish your heart makes Stay a child and believe in fairytales Don't let life bring you down Because one day When you're about to walk away Someone special will say no way
Jane Doe does as Jane Does do. I can’t comprehend what it’s like to feel to not fit in. I am a missing piece to someone’s puzzle, a part of a matching set. I am an ill behaved gypsy in the body of a sovereign.
Life is simple Life isn't hard Life doesn't hurt you But life gives you scars Life knows you Life holds your hand Even when times are rough Life has a plan Unexpected Life is
I want to be marry but how can I when I know the truth my heart being broken in two what marry when the rooms filed with hate
This silence is strange It screams a painful sadness for my ears And this darkness Is like a cold rush of fear For today You, my love Is the end of days
The taste of your lips always leave me in a trance.
Sometimes certain situations are just so hard to deal with, other situations are easy, but the hard ones teach you a lesson in life, weather its for the worst or the better.
You walk down the street and people know For advice to you they can go You're smart and honest and honestly kind A greater friend no one could find You care and you give By the way that you live
I often look to the yellow lillies in the garden on campus Friends pass me and time shifts Is it not the success that people want? Or perhaps it's the driven motive in which we attempt to strive Unjust it truly is,
Crazy and insane Like a stallion's mane Wild and funny Spesh when it's not sunny Handsome ans sweet Without a doubt With you by my side There's no need to pout Your hugs and kisses
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Sweet and gentle is your manner Honest and kind reads your banner You're genuine and true Greater friends no one knew I am blessed beyond compare And have no better people elsewhere You gave me hope when I had all but lost it You put up with my ev
He knew my biggest fear was falling in love. Three months into our relationship I was growing a bit afraid. On July eleventh he wore the sexiest silver shirt that made his pale skin color shout. He picked me up at five sharp.
Most of the people I have known have thrown me to the curb, saying don't come back. The ones that were there for me; I had to leave. I searched through every group:
Life is not a game, You’re born to a name. The people you meet will drive you insane, Though most live for that pain.
You can't live without love if you've loved, and if love should ever leave, the Heart, unyielding to the Mind's pressing, yearns, and comes to settle for a counterfeit.
Straight to the dome is how I hope people will get hit by this poem, and even though I don't know 'em I'll gladly write to show 'em, how I should be one of the chosen still down to submit a rap poem, if you couldn't tell this was rap and are now i
No gain without a loss. No love with out a cost. Simplicity won't ever be reality. Reality will never be realistic. dreams, that's where I come from. Dreaming, that's what I'm doing.
You've never seen me wear my tears. You've never seen me consumed in fear. You'll never understand what you haven't been through, it's just that clear.
love me or hate me, I don’t care.
 When everyone left me hope was the only thing I had to spare.
 I always hear people sayin “life ain’t fair.” But that’s a blasphemous nightmare.

god
I don't have an angels voice to sing you beautiful songs I cant tell you I'm perfect cause I do things wrong I cant say I'm the smartest person with words Because I get scary like little birds When trying to fly
being alone feels like walking through a dark room everything seems dark and you're just hoping to find the light switch soon we look for ways to cover the emptiness we carry inside at times hoping we could die
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheart Times will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
He looked at Me today.. He didn't speak but He peeped at Me today.. I caught that little smirk, I still consider him a jerk for the way he portrays himself around school, but its all cool.
When we first met It was a dream come true Which i could never forget Because it was only you Who was there for me When i was down There i could see It was you i found To be
True friends are hard to find, Ones that are true and kind. That's what I found in you, Something I have only found in so few.
Hey you, over there.
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