Category: Moving On
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Depression
It’s real, it doesn’t discriminate: whether you have all the money in the world or you’re broke, no matter your color. Unless you personally go through it, it’s hard to understand depression. It brings forth the hard truth that materialistic things don’t matter. Once upon a time, I thought and felt like I didn’t matter.
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You’re Breaking My Walls
I didn’t want to like you You’re not what I had in mind for a partner I wanted someone 6 feet tall with strong shoulders I dreamed of a guy who could sing and dance I imagined a guy who would fix all my car troubles But instead I found you You’re barely 6
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From The Start
Smile in my face and tell me sweet things That I may only remember when I’m down Buy me jewelry that will make me smile But will also have to lose Because even though you’re currently mine I knew from the start that this wouldn’t last forever
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The most confusing poem
A lot, maybe too much, maybe more than enough All I know is my body is tired Of the insults and names thrown at me Tears falling down my eyes because The fight isn’t mine to fight My eyes are reading nonsense My emotions being played with I guess my heart’s a revolving door Because
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