Poetry
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The heros without an option
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≻: The heros without an optionMost of the time If not always Villains are victims who raise their voice for who on earth would want…
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The difficult way
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≻: The difficult wayLet’s not be grey Let’s not Please It is too powerful We can’t tell them our secrets… It is ours…
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My Mind In a Mug
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≻: My Mind In a MugOn a monday morning A Moron I believed in stated I was not ”much” The moment that person left I…
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Some Smoke and Some Hope
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≻: Some Smoke and Some HopeMaybe he will taste more of smoke and less of me when he will kiss my lips Maybe he will…
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They both did the same
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≻: They both did the sameOne made me understand what a depressed Damien Rice could not The pain in his lyrics The other made me…
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Because sometimes with more time things become less..even hope
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≻: Because sometimes with more time things become less..even hopeThat October morning With the clouds greyer than it already was The sky dull and leafless bare trees I hoped…
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Happy birthday
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≻: Happy birthdayThe reason I forgot you Even though I never thought I would Is because you left me in the dark…
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Is her body all that she is?
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≻: Is her body all that she is?Maybe a woman would not be a woman without her body I mean what would you grab of her when…
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Because sometimes you need an outsider to see yourself
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≻: Because sometimes you need an outsider to see yourselfShe was the biggest question mark She knew Yet He looked at her As if she was the answer to…
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because faith is often misplaced
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≻: because faith is often misplacedI hope with all my heart that you don’t misplace your faith in anyone else’s fault like you lost yours…
RAEESHAWRITES 