Poems by Curing the Comon Cliche

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  • You bite my fingers trying to get me to move
    But my eyes and my heart tell me there's nothing...

  • My lips are numb,
    But I won't be using them...

  • My bed is getting colder
    It's that time of year again...

  • I'm shivering
    It hurts to breathe...

  • I think I may have found someone
    To keep me warm when I am not...

  • Oceans away,
    A world of your own...

  • These days, I find myself here more often than not
    I told you my reasons, then somehow you forgot...

  • Well here I am,
    Trapped in the same place...

  • When I was a child
    I'd sit on the swing...

  • It was fun while it lasted
    We were fun when we had it...

  • So my life skips like the record
    That I threw out last night...

  • Sweet dreams, Doll Face
    Hold that emotion back...