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I held you in my arms
As your breathing
Began to wane.
Trying not to let
The tears fall.
I always loved listening
To the beat of your heart,
That muscle in your chest.
It always sounded so strong.
So tell me please,
Why is reality so wrong?
Why is it that your heart
Now sounds so weak?
As your breathing
Began to wane.
Trying not to let
The tears fall.
I always loved listening
To the beat of your heart,
That muscle in your chest.
It always sounded so strong.
So tell me please,
Why is reality so wrong?
Why is it that your heart
Now sounds so weak?
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She won't be here tomorrow.
In this world,
there are two kinds of people.
Those who see,
and those who feel.
She is beautiful.
She is too beautiful.
But I wouldn't dare to say.
She has heard it all before.
She already lived it all before.
Yes, I know.
She is beautiful.
And she has the power.
You would not resist.
You will say: "Who is that one?"
I will say: "I don't know!"
It's better that way.
Because she is beautiful,
but she cries.
She always cries.
It's what her smile says.
She had problems.
She has problems.
But for now,
she just wanna burn this place.
Her world is not here.
Not with these people.
She deserves something better
and sh
Literature
Too Late
My wings are t-or-n,
My heart is s h a t t e r e d,
My spirit is b/r/o/k/e/n
My life is {Finally} over.
My body lies c o l d on the floor.
Why didn't anyone save me?
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Never Enough
Dark clouds hang over head,
In the place inhabited by the dead.
There she stands, over him,
Holding a rose in her hand.
She falls to her knees,
& Lets out a cry,
Never did she want to say goodbye.
His life went too fast,
Never did she think he would fly past.
She never knew about all the pain he hid inside,
Never did she know about all the c-u-t-s on his wrists,
Never would she have guessed that he would have taken his own life.
The people standing around his stone wonder why,
Wondering how, or if they could have saved him-
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You're a little sad, or at least your poems have been.
It crossed my mind a few situations to which this poem applies. Very motivational him.
It crossed my mind a few situations to which this poem applies. Very motivational him.