Poetry has been my venting space, and it has helped me a lot. With out my poems I don't believe I'd ever be where I am today, they make and made me the person that I am today along with the things that I've gone through. All of the poems I've written come from my experiences and my thoughts and nothing could make a poem more meaningful.
To you I am not loving,
to you I am not sweet
you don't think I am caring,
Why did we even meet?
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I think of you all day and all night
and when I'm with you your arms hold me tight
the good and the bad times,
we've been through them all
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My heaven is my fireplace
at which my heart will burn
my soul is never at its ease
and love has yet to learn.
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The skin of my wrist to the blade of this knife
I just want to die, I'm sick of this life
I wanted to believe all the things that you said
But the feelings I once had for you are now dead
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When things make me sad,
or my sister makes me mad,
you always seem to be there,
cheering me up and making me smile.
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