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COMING OUT OF THE DARK........A Poem by barefoot143I SIT IN THE DARKNESS I HIDE WHAT I FEEL SO IS THIS REALLY REAL... |
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WHAT WOULD I DO WITH AN OUNCE????A Poem by barefoot143AN OUNCE OF COCAINE~ BE HIGH FOR AN HOUR AND WANT MORE UNTIL I COULDNT GET ANY MORE... AN OUNCE OF POT~ SMOKE MYSELF STUPID AND EAT ALL THE GOOD LEFT.. |
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PILES BEHIND MEA Poem by barefoot143PILES HERE PILES THERE PILES EVERYWHERE NOTHING TO CLING TO NOTHING TO HOLD MY THOUGHTS ARE VERY VERY COLD YOU GIVE ME NO REASON YOU JUST GIVE .. |
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AN ENDLESS GOODBYEA Poem by barefoot143I HOLD IN MY HAND A SHINY NEW BLADE I THINK TO MYSELF WHAT AN END TO THIS DAY YOU HURT ME COMPLETELY YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ALL THE THINGS THAT YO.. |
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searching through wisdomA Poem by barefoot143IF YOUR TRYING TO FIND HAPPINESS DONT COME LOOKING FOR ME.. YOU CANT SEARCH IN THE DEPTHS OF SOMEONES SOUL AND FIND WHAT YOU NEED DONT LOOK AT M.. |
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lucidity of lifeA Poem by barefoot143if i only knewwhat i know now i wouldnt have answered that letter i woulnt have fallen so deeply in love i wouldnthave lost you forever |
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WHAT IS LEFT OF I .A Poem by barefoot143AN IMPASSIONED PLEA FOR JUSTICE AN IMPOSSIBILITY OF FREEDOM AN IMPLAUSIBLEIDEA OF HOW LOVE SHOULD BE AN IMPLACIBLE FRIENDSHIP I CAN NOT HOLD ON TO .. |
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EYES INTO MY SOULA Poem by barefoot143I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND ALL I SEE IS WHAT IS LEFT OF MY REFLECTION LOOKING BACK AT ME NOTHING I SEE REMINDS ME OF ME I HAVE BECOME.. |
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THE CRIMSON RIVERA Poem by barefoot143OVER THE CRIMSON RIVER LIES A POOL OF BROKEN DREAMS FALLEN FROM THE TEARS OF ANGELS ALONG THIS BLOODY STREAM. ALONE WE ARE FORGOTTEN TOGETHER WE .. |
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I AM FROM MEA Poem by barefoot143I AM FROM CLUTTERED THOUGHTS AND BROKEN DREAMS I AM FROM THE STREETS OF LIFE WHERE I CHOOSE TO BE I AM FROM DIRTY CLOTHES AND A DIRTY FACE I AM FRO.. |
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