You Know
I'm Still Alone
Falling
This Skin
I could Tell You That I Love You
Poetry Poem
If I had things my way
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Tell Me
Crash and burn
Going down in flames.
Look me in the eye-
Tell me you don't feel the same.
The truth you REQUEST
Ironically- my demise...
Tell me- would you rather
I told you nothing but lies?
Genuine, sincere
Is all that I have been.
Tell me you believe me...
But don't tell me it's the end.
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