

winter and sorrowwinter and sorrow vodka with a pen insperation can be deadly in the wrong set of handswinter and sorrow


real love lasts foreverI thought real love was supposed to last forever didn't know forever was just a couple drinks away I hope that he will buy you flowers and the thorns prick your fingers until they bleed today I tried tried to hate you to find I can only hate to love you I thought real love was supposed to last forever didn't know forever was just a couple drinks awayreal love lasts forever


For my frienddon't try so hard to hide your smile a reflection of beauty all the while and i don't want to be rid of you and i don't want to be just friends with you but i'll try but i'll try for youFor my friend
i slept in your bed while you slept in his arms i waited for you all night long and i don't want to forget you
and i don't want to sleep with out you but i'll try but i'll try everynight
i hurt my fists against your wall can't forget the past 'till the wounds are gone and i don't want to ignore you and i don't want to start hating you but i'll try but i'll try f


untitledwrap you around my finger make you bend to my will serve me in your dyer need feed off my disease your glowing and it's showing with a pin hole eye to see there's a price to pay for comfort lucky for me it was freeuntitled
no harm will ever touch you as long as i'm around no sorrow will ever break you
until your coming down
beconing me to hold you feel you grow inside of me slowly becomeing numb feel the fear leave me an amazing sense of hope I can be all I can be if i told you that i loved you
will you promise not to leav


PoetryWhy must poetry Be beautiful? Be sad? Be deep?Poetry
Must it always Have morals For one To reap?
We search for hidden meaning In each line of poetry In each word of poetry As if it were treasure Hidden by the pirates of literature For us to seek out And claim for our own.
We look to poetry As a source of beauty As we look towards a flower Standing tall, petals tipped open As if wanting to embrace the sun and the sky, Colours gleaming in the light For our viewing pleasure.
We seek out emotion
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Beginning to love myself as I so love others....
It will fade with space...
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Beginning to love myself as I so love others....
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J. Clayton
Like a weeboo, but french
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