I'll write a little something, maybe sweet, maybe sour.
I will never tell you what I was thinking while I was writing my poems, or any work to be exact. The way you interpret my writing is just as captivating.
Fake smile, like makeup you wear it.
It's easier to pretened, but the pretend isn't real.
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I want to be the perfection you sought me out to be, the person I so want to be.
I want you to read this, I want it to captivate you, move you..
I know it won’t, words just leak their meanings and lose depth.
But I’ll write, and you’ll read.
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What is love but a word always spoken.
I'll build you a cage, one of stainless steel bars.
trap you away, chain you to roses.
I'll steal your innocence with seductive poses.
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Every word slices a hole in my toung,
the after burn is just not worth the deal.
I know the silence kills you,
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