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I get awefully sad, knowing your poems are not about me. |
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I am drowning again, and I am not sure I can pull myself out this time. |
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Love back everyone who loves you; forgive those who despise you! |
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It despairs one to have eyes that couldn't help but scrutinize the ghastly phantoms of life. |
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Dreams are a Gateway to Reality. |
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Police: You're acting like you've done something wrong? |
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One does not have to be dying to be near death. |
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He ran his hands against my thighs and asked, “are these scars?” And I replied, “no, they’re new” |
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I been calling.. |
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When on the sunniest days the darkests clouds are seen... show them a friendly smile or share a kind word, that'll help those clouds, to blow on by. |