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Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Maybe the stars are more than they appear,
Maybe each star could be a count of the years,
--Or lives,
Maybe a star will one day be mines.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
When you love
someone that dies,
does the love die too?

If it did,
maybe it would
be easier to
forget you.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I thought
I shed
More tears
In my last
relationship,
Maybe not.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I stopped trusting Men,
I stopped trusting Women too,
They are all LIARS.
I will never understand why people enjoy breaking down other peoples trust. As if we all do not have enough trust issues. The ones you think are honest seem to tell the most clever lies.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Am I not enough?
I'm treated like an unloved,
Avoided of touch.
Aura is a powerful thing.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
If you were to die,
Before you truly had lived,
Had you lived at all?
Well?
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Things may be better,
When the worst is left unsaid,
Or so I had thought.
Thoughts
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