Boolovesyou

I wrote this SO long ago, I realize its in a sing song format. However, I wrote this for my love so please criticize and compliment. =DI want to write ...

I remember when we used to sit together. During nap time, at lunch, even when we used to stare at stars through your glass window. I remember the first day ...

I am not very proud of this poem, but I figured I would post it to get suggestions. So go ahead and judge harshly. Light screams from your eyes,a bittersweet ...

If You Saw the World How I Do,you would see that asingle ice crystal, fallen from the sky,is a world on which I live melts and freezes below me,sweeping my ...

You call me a lesbian.(cause I don't act like a whore) You call me a tramp.(cause I wear fishnets)You call me emo.(cause I wear gloves)You call me shallow.(cause I see ...

0808-0804-1112-2043.jpgThe piece of me thats you.Deep down(Where I’m dark and twisty)light is foundA piece that glows,(that makes me whole)It stands out from the shadowsA part of me thats you;(that

Imperfection beats me, butMind must beat matter.Not as easy as puzzle, Owned by all my sins.Try to Piece me together,Every little shard.Reach in my head;Find my heart.Even all the scars,Cannot ...

You don’t think it hurts?You don’t think I cried?Or spent endless hours Remembering our Good-byeYou don’t think I hated you?You don’t think I forgave you?After all we had been throughDid ...

This must be a night That runs on the fingers of time.Flying through the sky,And whispering in my ears.Spilling hated truths into my brain.Will tonight fallInto just another night of ...

I remember that dayI stopped believing in you;As the waves whisked by,Like frosting on all those Birthday cakes you missed.That day I squished my toes Into the sand,And etched our ...

I remember that day I stopped believing in you.The waves rose high above me like your build had once done,picking me up with your broken dreamsand pushed me down under ...

Freedom, let it ringInvitation to my freakGiving up to the power of your mindHeat me until I boil,Trouble and toil.Meek and shallow Yet I am not, if only you’dShut up ...

She came as a warrior,and left as a child.Failure that flooded her dreamtacked her down to evil.Her heart seemed mildbut inside it screamed for the lost,wept for the forgotten,and mourned ...

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