poem whore Poems

So life sucks
you think it's hard
what why
school sucks
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If only I had cried in the rain
then maybe I would not have went insane
with a thousand and one looks
yours is all it takes
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The twitter of a bird as it's perched on a tree
is replaced by the faint whistle of a rocket
fly-in over me
the sound of a BOOM wakens me from my sleep
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I look down in my hand
to find a single grain of sand
I open my mind to see
the world looking back at me
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I cry without a single tear
I bleed without a drope
no one see or hears my thoughts
I write in hopes of getting cought
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Your words fall on soft ears
I try to hear
but the speed in which they hit
is unknown to me
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hand on my foot
apple on the tree
who here will read me
these thoughts of mine
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I am the bringer of death
and I destroyer of life
crushing conceret with
the flick of my i
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I am sickend by what I see
things that should be
kept between the two
when at nights NEEDS.
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