Kirsten GrayWolf Poems

I try to write the happy things.
But they never come out right you see.
Words of love with dark shadows.
People dieing from love's arrows.
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Her friends don't know. But her hearts silently breaking.

She laughs so much, they don't know that shes faking.
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Its like lust to be around him always.

Its like depression, but with a mood.
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I’ve never cried before. Not like THIS.

My spirits tumbling to a great abyss.
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