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Eyes peering, searching a sea of faces.Who will allow me to pick them apart?Heart feeling, searching waves of energy.Who will allow me to consume them..
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Bits and pieces
I've left around.
Bits and pieces
Strewn about.
Bits and pieces
I've given away.
Bits and pieces
I, maybe, didn't nee..
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I looked into those deep chocolate eyes of yours and fell so deep in them. So deep into you. On you.
I never look lovers in the eyes. Except you...
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Uncertainty: not knowing if I should or if you don't want to.Intensity: creation of bonds.Meditation: maintained eye contact.You played me. Whether yo..
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My mask shatters when I look at you.I see a picture of you and it reminds me.Reminds me that you don't want me.Those dreams I had of us as a family?Us..
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The true story of when I saw a ghost.
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I've always been misunderstood, ever since I could remember.I always felt I knew more than what people thought I did. I was intuitive and introverted ..
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Tell me your secrets,All of us soft on inside,I love hearing them.
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Take me with you.Into your dark places.Those twisted parts in the back of your mind. Torturous and forgotten, until the thorns stab, probe, and throb ..
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This is a haiku.Five, seven, and five againsyllables counted.
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