kyler Larson Poems

Always seems to stop on the page
the path I was on was a wicked one
I was a slave to the rage, for quite a while
but in sin we're all smiles
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Don't set it in stone, before its written
think we're all just fuggin scared
to the point that we can't love
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I spoke outloud of my disgust
of everything we once discussed

i read outloud
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I caught you like a sickness
on the very first night
I tried to shake this sickness
but I didn't have time
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... I've got this angry love
and its an undying one
i've got this passionate rage
any second I feel enslaved
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we all see you
your so easy on the eyes
easier to prove your lies
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someone said I think like no one
tell me something I dont know
someone said I think like no one
well no one thinks like me
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