The paper soaks up our tears,
As the pen scribes our bleeding feelings.

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I don't forgive, I can't forget.
I hold a mean grudge-
waiting for you to repent.
True, I may not be a nice person,
But neither were you.
Atleast I'm happy, are you?

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...I will hold your hand- your palm against mine- and just walk in step with you.

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If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse.

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If you hurt me, I wouldn't cry.
I would hurt you back.

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What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.

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For a world that's built on lies,
And is full of liars-
It's surprisingly easy to be truthful.

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I wait for the time-
When the moon and stars will hide,
While the sunlight shines through the blinds,
And I'll open my eyes to find-
You by my side.

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My love for you knows no bounds,
It seems I love you more with
Every sunrise-
And miss you more with every sundown.

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Pump in the caffeine-
And put on some glares,
Dip and dodge to avoid those stares!
Hold up, see where you're stepping...
Or you'll trip down those stairs.
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