chris
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sick, sick, sickA Story by chrisyou pretend you know me, but we both know you don't. |
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he was not made for this- and now he is deadA Poem by chrishe was not made for this he was not made for this he was not made for this i told you, he was not made for this he was not made for these brutal.. |
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chatting with deathA Story by chris"Where am I?""No idea. You could be anywhere. Maybe you're in the house you grew up in as a child, maybe you're sitting in a field of flowers, maybe y.. |
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i can not love youA Poem by chrisi can not love youi can not love youi can not love youmy head is spinningi can not love youi can not love youi can not love youafter all these years, .. |
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crow (a work in progress)A Story by chris(work in progress) all rights reserved, do not steal. |
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too loudA Poem by chrisI CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER YOUR PETTY EXCUSES AND INSINCERE APOLOGIES PLEASE TRY AGAIN WHEN YOU ACTUALLY FEEL SOMETHING FOR ME |
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reflectionA Poem by chrisi was the moonand you were the suni tried to get your attentionand i found someyou looked at meand your light reflected off of my surfacein that momen.. |
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hello, loveA Poem by chrisevery morning he says "hello, love"while ruffling my hair with a wide grin on his facehe wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me inand i knit m.. |
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[title suggestions?]A Poem by christhe white noisethat comes with the downpourcomforts mein my times of needand so selfishly i welcome iteven if it drowns the others |
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