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Learn to Love
I SAY I LOVE YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART, YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME THEN TARE MINE APART, I GAVE YOU MY EVERYTHING N WAS REAL FROM THE START, DAMN MAYBE I SHOULDN'T FALL SO HARD, BUT YOU AIN'T THE FIRST TO HURT ME N LEAVE ME, BUT YOUR DEFINITELY THE MOST DECEIVING, IT'S SAD IT HURTS SAYING GOODBYE, AT LEAST I CAN SAY I HONESTLY REALLY TRIED, I'M SORRY I WASN'T THE ONE FOR YOU, BUT MAYBE SOMEDAY I'LL COME SAY HI, I STILL HOPE THE BEST FOR YOU, I'M JUST THAT KIND OF GUY, OR MAYBE YOU'LL REALIZE YOU HAD SOMETHING GOOD N WISH YOU HAD CHANGED YOUR MIND WHILE I WAS BEGGING YOU NOT TO LEAVE ON MY KNEES WITH TEARS POURING FROM MY EYES, WHAT'S REALLY SAD IS YOU DIDNT HAVE ONE TEAR OR SHOW A LITTLE EMOTION WHILE I CRIED...
By Josh Green9 years ago in Poets
From Me to You...
I am alone in this world, deep down very sad and alone. I want to go home I want to feel stoned! I have so much hate in my heart, but I turn all this hate into art, with a cut here and a cut there, you tell me you understand but really you're not even a man... how can you understand what I go through when I don't even tell you? You say you see it in my eyes but Jesus man you are so blind!! You do not love me you just love who you want me to be. And for me to be that person is not who I am. I am alone in this world a very lonely girl, with so much fire inside of me, I desire of who I need to be. You take things I say out of proportion, well dammit maybe I should have been aborted because no one will ever understand my thoughts even if I explained them every day for a hundred years well dear my time is here to really just disappear...
By Casey Rank9 years ago in Poets
The Silence
As I stand alone, like all the days before. I realize how alone I truly am. I sit in silence... I sleep in silence... I think in silence. I want to be loud I want to feel and know and talk. But there is no one around. No one has the time to stop and listen. They all have their own noise going on. So much like the silence I disappear. Like a breath on a cold night, or like the morning dew. Insignificant, and waste of time to give more than a moment's thought to.
By Jason wall9 years ago in Poets
