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I have spokenWho i amWho i want to beI have awokenTo challenge the thinkersTo upset the judgmental To kill this fake, structured worldMy eyes have ope..
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Seems to apply to many things these days
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Sometimes i believe the only thing keeping me alive is the sheer fact of not wanting to destroy the realities of those around me; my friends who are i..
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All around meI can seepeople pandering, deceiving and lying to me i know i shouldn't be able to tellshould i say something?it wont helpthey are good a..
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I breath into my pillow. Its musky scent of no one but me. I think to myself, what will i become? they say fourteen is young, but is it, really? If i ..
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This poem doesn't make much sense i suppose, what's your interpretation?
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Everyone is colored greengrowing and growingyou start off cleanas you ageit starts to spreadmoss seeps deep inside your headIt masks youit sprouts so ..
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It's a funny thing, love.Every timeyou look at it, it slaps you right across the face...but youcan't help to lookagain.
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Met a boybout five years backtold me to chill outrelaxPlayed me guitar till i didMet a boyI was just a kidtold mehe was gonna get rich quickha silly b..
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If i could live for a momentI'd look out into the crowdand sing so clearUntouched, vibrant, pureIf i could live for a momentI'd know him, talk to him,..
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