It hurts
It hurts so much.
And I don't know how to deal with it.
I want to be friends, but I don't know how to be.
I can't forget what we had. What I still want
I want it.
I want you.
But at the same time, its so much easier without you.
Does that make any sense?
Not a chance I'm pretty sure.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I didn't want to hurt you but I did.
I didn't want it to end, but I ended it.
Great, just look at this fine mess.
*Yay for poetic sentance fragments








happy birthday!
*hug*.......
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Melissa and Melody made me cupcakes lol.
Joo rock >.>;
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To those who understand, I extend my hand. To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am.
Not under your command, I know where I stand. I won't change to fit your plan, take me as I am.
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poetry isn't about metaphors, structure, similies, and all those things. it's about finding away to empty that bottle of emotions every person has stored inside them. no matter how you do that, it'll still be a poem of unmentionable greatness.
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Things will never be the same , if you don`t take the right way
*tackles*
you saw nothing >>
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poetry isn't about metaphors, structure, similies, and all those things. it's about finding away to empty that bottle of emotions every person has stored inside them. no matter how you do that, it'll still be a poem of unmentionable greatness.
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poetry isn't about metaphors, structure, similies, and all those things. it's about finding away to empty that bottle of emotions every person has stored inside them. no matter how you do that, it'll still be a poem of unmentionable greatness.
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