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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. Poetry from me to you. How do destroy something that can’t be touched by your hand,. Something you can’t see and that’s complex to understand. You can break it and bend it in so many different ways. It can’t be really truly mended in a moment or few days. It can be patched up in some time with some faith and love. But it can’t completely be fixed, not even by angels above. And you broke me. What do I do?
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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 21, 2014. September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. How do destroy something that can’t be touched by your hand,. Something you can’t see and that’s complex to understand. You can break it and bend it in so many different ways. It can’t be really truly mended in a moment or few days. It can be patched up in some time with some faith and love. But it can’t completely be fixed, not even by angels above. Hard times are a test. Enter your ...
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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 23, 2014. September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. I’m not sure I can take this, I want the pain to go away. I worry every day if you will leave me or will you stay. I have cried at least a thousand tears from my eyes. How could I’ve been so fooled by your sweet disguise. Your face tells me that you love me and you will forever. But you lie to me on the phone and when we’re together. But my pillow and my face just keep getting wetter.
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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 22, 2014. September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. So it’s late and it’s bedtime, the time I start to think,. The only things in my bed are teddy and my drink. It’s rather lonely in my room for one, single bed,. But there’s one thought that always soothes my head. It’s you and me forever, happy we will always be. Just hold my determined hand and you will soon see. We can make it work, the angles sweetly told me so. Address never made ...
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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . Author: Poetry from me to you. September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. Poetry from me to you. How do destroy something that can’t be touched by your hand,. Something you can’t see and that’s complex to understand. You can break it and bend it in so many different ways. It can’t be really truly mended in a moment or few days. It can be patched up in some time with some faith and love. But it can’t completely be fixed, not even by angels above.
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Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. Originally posted on poetry from me to you. How do destroy something that can’t be touched by your hand,. Something you can’t see and that’s complex to understand. You can break it and bend it in so many different ways. It can’t be really truly mended in a moment or few days. It can be patched up in some time with some faith and love. But it can’t completely be fixed, not even by angels above. The action...
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Tuesday, 23 April 2013. I am possessed by a savoury craving. Dominating my every thought, telling. Me to have something salty, or,. Is it spicy – no it’s salty. My concentration has gone from this conversation. As she talks comfortably about the day. My eyes must look like they are walking into. The back of my head searching the pantry. For liberation from this yearning,. But when did I last look in the pantry. And are my eyes vacant? Yesterday was my last foray for food. Her narrative has stopped,.
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