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They are all the same
You left dead flowers at my grave,
as if they were all the same.
Most leave bouquets,
even though they will slowly die,
just like me til I made it to the afterlife.
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How do I hate you?
I hate you,
I hate the way you make me feel,
and the way you talk to me.
I hate how you look at me,
like no one else is in the room.
I hate how when I sit next to you,
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I guess it doesn't really matter, does it?
If you've never missed someone,
you've never felt pain,
you have never felt what it's like to love someone so much that when they don't love you back it physically hurts inside you.
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Colorblind
Green is my favorite color,
It's the color of the life on earth,
the color of the natural beauty everywhere.
I couldn't live without green,
I think you are my green,
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They love my food
I set the freshly made cookies down in front of them,
they smile.
That smile makes me feel warm, happy, it makes me feel full,
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Am I his?
He says he's mine,
but am I really his?
Should I push these feelings aside and let him in?
Is their some kind of line that decides if I'm his?
Is this right?
do we really fit?
Loves
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Dream
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
the stars are trapped inside
those eyes of yours
and I can't seem to look away
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
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Round and round
We keep going around in circles.
Endless do you like me and what should we talk about,
Endless pretending there is no tension in our texted phrases.
Never really understanding how we ended up here,
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nevermind, then.
and the pale pink is fading from the morning sky
the same way the words from the song i sang about you
under my misty-cold breath
died on my lips. i wonder if i would've waited forever,
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confessions
I don't hate you. I never have, I promise.
There's moments, glimpses, murmurs in my head
that I think maybe
maybe I hate you
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Crashing
There are so many things in this world.
So many things I could write about.
Love, frilly, pink, soft
Cloudy, foggy, angelic,
With jagged edges, the heartbreak that threatens your world,
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Please
Please, can't you say it?
I'm tired of guessing.
Why skip around the truth
Rather than outright admitting it?
We dance like fireflies
Flying around
Not hitting the mark
But making a dent