Eduardo Munoz

You want to see a face that's a complete lie? !
You want to see what it means to not care? !
You want to see what it means to hide your hurt? !
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I sit here remembering the life of love
How I adored to see her smile and call that my morning

How I held her in my arms and swore that I was holding the world
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I don't know why I'm here again
Writing these poems trying to clear out my head

Its not like people in this world would hear my silent cries
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lt is 2: 23 pm on 16th of February
I am 18 years old and a senior at Lake View High School

I am supposed to have a confirmed idea of who I am and which world I belong in
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Sometimes we don't know why we survive through certain 'events' in our life.
How our souls could persevere through circumstances in which they feel as if they're destroyed.
We all have our pasts and mistakes we made.
We all have been hurt.
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I'm not a writer.
I'm not a poet.
I'm a man that uses English words describe what he's feeling.
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I don't write sonnets.(even though I do enjoy reading them)
I don't paint my feelings like Shakespeare, I just write them.
I can't fabricate a life, Just live it.
Too many people put too many words into the smallest of things.
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