elena winters Poems

why do friends and family
think that i'm lying
i constantly tell them i'm trying
but how can they listen
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my life is so full of corruption
drugs money prostitution drowning my streets that i call home

home of all death with the motion of a bullet
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she found a way to get rid of all the pain
by slicing her flesh to bleed it all away

to bad she cut the wrong vein
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on a cool summer eve
walking along the ocean shore
just you and me
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no more settlin for less
when i know that i can have the best
people always think i'm scheming
but how can you scheme on love
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alone on this trip to paris
no warm arm here to hold me
no lips yearning to kiss me
no fingers intertwining my long hair
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ones soulmate can last a lifetime
but how do you know your mate if you dont have a soul
see what you hear, hear what you see
think with your head, feel with your heart
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finding yourself is a challenge
as for me i lost interest in who i really am
due to lack of socialism and insecurities
i've driven my self into ridiculous scenerios
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i love you so much with all my heart
even when you rip me apart

i love you when you beat me to death
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baby your the one that i want to spend the rest of my life with
marry you.....wake up next to you.....make children with you

before you ask....yes I'm sure
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