stuff
2 poems
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Once
You ask me, why am I so quiet, when the truth is on the tip of my tongue. I shrug, shying away from honesty, because last time it cut me ...
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Your guitar
I swear, I fell in love with you when I saw you with your guitar I swear, I wanted to kiss you when you ran your fingers through my hair ...
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Everything
That's it, you've done it. You've taken everything I wanted, and made it yours. First the freedom, then the money, and now, the girl. And you stand there and gloat, ...