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  Valentine Poem

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  Love is a lovely thing with wings That flees with a gentle touch. Love is a thing that never goes When one has had too much. Love is a thing with talons That rips one's heart in twain. Love is a thing with poison That causes burning pain. Love is a thing with memories That makes ...
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  Give Me Something To Sing About

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  Break me apart give me your heart pat with me tell me we'll never be stab me in the chest rip my heart from my breast give me pain to sing give me bells to ring... give me something to sing about tell me all about your pain. give me sun, give me rain show me love, show me pain giv...
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  Boys (Their Own Medicine)

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  this is why boys would be our toys. not our prides and joys. they break you apart, leave the pieces to turn to dust. let your tears fall undried for years to let you rust. let me drip oil on ya gears clean out your ears listen. to. me. FIGHT BACK, STAND UP! don't need a crutch. brea...
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  Not You

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  Black clothes, black looks reading all the "Gothic books" you call yourself alternative real you're too poseur to live! if you're not you what are you? you're just a tool i know you. you're one of those who doesn't know who you are. you've had yo...
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  Highschool (a rock memoire)

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  Freshmen, getting shoved into walls. Beat down my senior's mean catcalls. Big jerk in your every class. Up till midnight just trying to pass. Highschool - This is what i can tell: Chin up kid, yeah, you're doing so well. Highschool - not gonna lie. sometimes it makes you wanna cur...
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  Everything He Couldn't Want

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  He likes the girls who will sit down and cuddle. I'm the kind that likes to get into trouble. I'm the one who's on the run from the cops. the Good Will is my favorite shop. He likes the ones who will sit on his knee. I'm the one who's his dad's employee. He'...
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  From my Twisted Mind (thoughts of a deranged girl)

  

  By xxbloodyroses66, Huntsville, TX

  What’s the point? I mean, really. Do you know? I don’t. why do we care what we do? I’m too smart for this. And too tired. It’s not worth it to manipulate the way I’m used to. I feel used. I feel like i’m overdone. I feel over and old. There’s no purpose anymore. I can see it. ...