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You were my
everything.
You were my
Moon & Stars.
But now the
night is gone,
Leaving only
Scars.
I'm nothing to you now.
Her
"She kisses me like she's trying to **** the life out of me. Who'd have thought those are the moments I feel most free."
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Kitty
It would have been a great poem, but my cat had other ideas.
 Nov 2015 rootsbudsflowers
winter
my lifeline may be invisible
or maybe less than tangible
but it is the most mythical and magical
thing to ever be available
and to me it is invincible
this doesn't make much sense on paper, but i know what i mean
 Nov 2015 rootsbudsflowers
Sin
Her firm body standing tall in the smoked filled room, I watch her lean into his neck and kiss him ever so gently like a butterfly upon the petal's of a rose.
I smile in her direction as her warm coco coloured eyes glance up and raise my glass of bourbon in honour of her beauty.
Why can't she see that he is no good, **** I'd give her the world I mean everything the whole lot, but here I am just nursing this drink wishing, wishing that it was me her soft kiss was caressing.
Sorry I know it's not a poem but I guess I have to let out words sometimes that just ain't in that group.
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