has been writing poems since the age of thirteen and has had so much trauma its unbelievable
I saw your face on that Thursday night
I felt okay and you made it all right
Our hands tangled, and made into one
It felt so good to see you’re the one
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So i saw you standing there
your smile and your hair
i couldn't help but see
that you were also looking at me
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I told you that I loved you but that’s not what I meant to say.
I wanted to ask you why you hurt me and let me walk away.
I know I’m not perfect but still I try to be.
I love you but you hate me.
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I lost you once before
and now i see you more
everywhere i go
i guess you must know
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