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Through the joys you bring to pass
there's that nagging circumstance
that seems to always have a say
that points you in a different way
return to me if you change direction
arid of you and your infection
for love is passion- a lovers romance
kiss of poison at its stance
empty contents that overflow
and then for once ill really know
there's that nagging circumstance
that seems to always have a say
that points you in a different way
return to me if you change direction
arid of you and your infection
for love is passion- a lovers romance
kiss of poison at its stance
empty contents that overflow
and then for once ill really know
Literature
Fade Away
Thinking of you
While looking at this mess I'm in
Shines the light
on all the dreams that might have been.
Crying about the tears I've cried
Thinking of this part inside
That died for you,
and all the words left unsaid.
You never let me speak,
I died for you,
and all the love I spent
should have let you know
that I've never went
to a worse place than when you left.
But it's all okay.
It's all okay.
I've cleaned up all this mess you've made.
Shattered glass
and a broken heart
Goes well with this world
you left taken apart.
Crying about the tears I've cried,
you make me wonder when love subsides
and breaks away to nothi
Literature
Pennies
im that kid that you see as naive
you don't need me
you're free
but you want me to be
there for you if you want to
and what do i get
hundred reasons
and you don't even sweat
on the big things the stories
i'm raging and roaring
you're whoring yourself out again
and its boring
i'm boring a hole to the life you uphold
got a role
so i'll play it but this game i'm saying
its over
i don't need your silence
its over
one more reason i'm writing
its over
show me a feeling
or i'm right
its over
not gonna roll
its a no go
its over
i got a feeling you'll give up
its over
not gonna get with this get up
its over
show me you're reeling
you're no
Literature
The Web
The spider weaves a web,
waiting, waiting.
Waiting for the innocent,
The least expecting,
To be tangled, to be trapped.
To know they aren't anything to the spider,
except for a tasty snack.
The spider weaves her web
waiting, waiting,
Will you fall prey?
Will you escape
The web that is life?
The web that controls,
The web that renders even the strongest, powerless?
The spider weaves no more, But she is still
Waiting, waiting.
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a poem that came to mind about my new boyfriend.
i shall not go into detail
i shall not go into detail
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