My poems tend to look like lyrics if arranged right. Too bad I'm awful at adding tunes to my poems. Feel free to criticize, I want constructive feedback if possible.
I. It was like a bullet wound
It was that sinking feeling in your chest
Why were they just gone too soon
Of all the persons I met, they were the best
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I think I'm very bad at this thing called love
Don't say my greetings and averse to hugs
I find just talking to be such a chore
People think of me as such a bore
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Are you the type of person who just waits around and see
If somebody's gonna somehow solve you just like a mystery
And figure out the clues that you unintentionally make
Somebody who will chase you down, somebody you can't fake
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I. War, disease, and pestilence
Nature seems to have it out for us
And as humans, we just make it worse
That's how it is, it is our curse
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