Rita Hurrell Poems

The devil comes,
The devil stays,
Momento mori,
We all pray.
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Why do you,
Get so jealous?
When i talk to guys,
And don't notice you.
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I wanna cut deep,
Deep into my soul,
To release the pain,
To let out everything.
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You say you can read me
so wat do i feel
You tell me happiness and love
Am i real
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It's so hard to say,
What you really mean,
But I'm going to,
Give it a go.
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