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 May 2015 beautyshesmear
Poetic T
We're all food
For thought
Our minds
Hunger the words.
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A life of love is best expressed

By visions of blood

From cut wrists

Flowing in soft ripples

To the freshly tiled bathroom floor

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Purity of love !

This is shown by how much you hate

Your ex - lovers

New lover

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without pain and self doubt

your identity is marred

and you forget that your highest state

Is to remain a *****

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any one who speaks with clarity

About clarity

Is only trying to stifle your right

To say whatever you want !

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the poet says :

I am a poet

Look  !
See !

WORDS !
/   \
/ \
/     \

                                                                    standing tall

••

( maybe even seein somethin
Needs be seen )

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I wonder sometimes

about .....

Oh

                      Nothin
( I don't want to embarrass anyone )                                              

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But I JUST gotta say

NO-ONE SEEMS TO TRYING THAT HARD

TO REALLY LIVE

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as the years flow like our blood flows

Onto the floor





ain't gonna be much to say

THEN

/::/

Except

JOKE'S ON ME

MR . DEATH !!
The reality is
He won't seal your cuts
With all his sweet kisses,
He can't excavate
All the demons from your mind.

The reality is,
HIs hugs won't put
All your broken parts back together.
His texts won't make
Your entire day brighter.

Maybe his kisses
His hugs,
His texts
And his words
Can be a temporary fix.

But the reality is,
If he really loves you,
He'll make you fix yourself.
idk my bf is cute
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**** is an act of hate

HATE  is an act of ****

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