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Sorry I wrote this really fast before work:/
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This was written a long time ago. None of these feelings apply anymore.
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olllld
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You give me these gifts,
I will take them and hold on to them forever.
The sweet taste of your kisses remain forever,
reminding me of the uncondi..
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It's this painful feeling of always wanting someone there,
right by your side,
ready for a hug,
a kiss,
a life.
A shoulder to cry o..
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A poem about a boy witnessing the climax of his own life.
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The man who walks not only the nights,
but the days with eyes open and mouth ready.
His ideas have been building,
ready to be released to the Un-..
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Rolling hills of beautiful green grass,
smooth breeze seeping through the fluorescent leaves of the towering tree.
An eternity..
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Entering,
talking,
staring,
laughing,
touching,
moving,
laying,
sheding,
holding,
caressing,
feeling,
panting,
kissing,
pushing,
pulling..
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This is just about the fact that day by day the fear that is instilled by society is actually CAUSING children to be corrupt unknowingly. Parents are ..
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