i write what i feel, i write to music. and i know if my poems are good or not. i dont need your votes to tell me their rank. i care what you think, but i wont change for your opinion. and for all you a**holes who like to try and bring me down.
and tell me my work is s***
go.
to.
hell.
you mean nothing.
i know my poems dont deserve the rating of a 'one'. ur an idiot. go die.
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look me up, if you wish
and life as it is left is just a simple collaboration of epiphanies, oh yes, indeed
This is a stolen identity
Because I’m bent on forgetting me
All left is my eyes
And I think their gonna die
...
come save me
theres something more to me
shes got it in a promise ring
given by her love
...
Wish you had a heart to kill
Wish I had a heart to steal
And in your mistakes
I wish you could feel
...
my eyes burn more than a rising sunset
provoking the horizon to dare
and arise to the challenge
every time i look at you
...