Anonymous Writer95 Poems

You know we wish these words weren't it
So baby can't you see?
How much I wish your bright green eyes
Were looking back at me
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You used to be the angel of my dreams
But now you're just the demon of my nightmares
I thought we'd be forever
Since my love was always right there
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Her heart's made of black matter, but no one really cares She's got the body of an angel, and that's all she ever wears You can see the black demons as they lay tortured inside And if you ask her about it, you might hear her cry

I'm the angel's trash, and the only one I was on my way up, but was having no fun So here I lie, without my love The angel's trash, the only one
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These emotions I carry, made of four-lettered words
I want to let go, let it fly like the birds
I love how it holds me, but hate all the strings
It's pulling me down, drowns me under these things
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