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It only hurts if you keep trying
It'd be better if she stopped lying
My heart is pumping it's precious oil
But my love has no where to toil
Smoke in my lungs pain in my chest
Dereks Uncle knows what best
The door closed and so did she
How i wished i live in that memory
I kept listening and kept crying
And Jenny didn't care my soul was dying
In my dreams there is no green field
I've just become a chemical mess

- Jeremiah

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To the owner of a poetic soul:

Tis not the sorrow that makes me frown,
Nor is it the loneliness that gets me down.
But merely that I am awash with melancholy blueness,
And I've not a clue on how to get through this.
Here I am again, as I have not been for a while.
The change booth poet with no reason to smile.
I hoped it would not come to this,
Back to a place I would never miss.
Stuck inside my own head, inside my own heart.

- Tara Parnham

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I understand your reasons, and I do not fault you. In fact your show of friendship makes me know I was right about you. Every word you said resounds in my head with a great echo. All the things you meant makes me not want to let you go. I'm torn up inside knowing this is all my fault ...

- Tara Parnham

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I scratch one place on my back

and my whole back wants scratching

I love one person on this earth

and the whole world wants loving

- Charles Chase

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Fifty years ago

when I was just thirteen

I stood alone

one dark cold evening

in the spring

beneath a maple tree

There was no sound

no sound at all

no wind

only the snow was falling

it was there I fell in love

with solitude

- Charles Chase

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