diara armstead Poems

you are the subject which i study
understanding and getting to know you psychologically
learning new ways to do right
ways to out do the wrong
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HOW ARE YOU TODAY? ?
HOW ARE YOU FEELING? ?
WAT DID YOU DO TODAY? ?
ITS THE SMALL SIMPLE THINGS THAT REALLY MATTERS
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its hard so hard when your heart stay in such distance
its so easy to pull someone in and like them while being away from that one you love
it breaks my heart how we dont speak but yet we claim our love is deep
i just met her nd i think i like her
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Bright red rugs and bed sheets,
Blanket and pillow cases,
Shose and laces bright red
Skurf, bling, and wored robe
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Love is a game
My love game is sick
I'll have you fallin' quick
Love causes pain
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Poor litte stone
Sits in the dirt
With many others
People walk by
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thoughts are bouncing off the walls
screams echo the halls
why? ? why? ? why did you go? ?
tub over flows tears flood the floor
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