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sweet vinegarA Poem by beyshe gave me her love and i spat it back in her face never allowing our space and time to merge into the greatness it could be guilty i raise.. |
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seedlingA Poem by beymy seedling has a broken heart which drips with tears and sad she dropped her head in spoken cries she said, “i do not know my dad” .. |
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the perfect reviewA Poem by beythese kind of people make poetry not they use words of sixteen syllables to tell the reader what to think imagine feel their perspectives .. |
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saborA Poem by beywe explode lusty passions upon three thousand thread count sheets our sex meet conducting mixtures of moans and desired climaxes our sex is .. |
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where ive beenA Poem by beyive been wondering and watching thinking of stopping pulling the ring string to step off this thing the motion is causing sickness ive been .. |
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smiling facesA Poem by beyyou smile to mask the lies that have become your truth love still lives here brother and sister moved on maybe they never resided not here .. |
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grieving puppiesA Poem by beyremembering her...us |
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recollectionA Poem by beygetting the groove back |
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the noise behind my eyesA Poem by beythe rumbling in my mindneed be laid to restclanging thoughtsbangingbouncinglike canyon echoesreverberate loudlyin my headmy eyes hearthe noise behind .. |
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