She'll keep crying herself to sleep, so youll never have to see her tears
i want to hang on to something that wont break away or fall apart like the pieces of my heart...
letting go doesnt mean giving up it just means that somethings werent ment to be...
ive got a heart full of pain, a head full of stress, a hand full of anger held in my chest...
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these are some of the mysteries that lie in my head
the title pretty much sums it up...mostly poems ive heard or wrote...
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