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how are you like while you're with you're significant other's family?
shy
36%
dislike them
7%
comfortable
29%
talkative
29%
simply just stay away
0%
other/s
0%
Total votes: 14

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Goodbye

Leave
Yeah, Finally I realize that I am nothing without you
I was so wrong, forgive me
My broken heart like a wave
My shaken heart like a wind
My heart vanished like smoke
It can't be removed like a tattoo
I sigh deeply as if a ground is going to cave in
Only dusts are piled up in my mind
say goodbye
Yeah, I thought I wouldn't be able to live even one day without you
But somehow I managed to live on longer than I thought
You don't answer anything as I cry out "I miss you"
I hope for a vain expectation but now it's useless


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UR THE BEST

it's an excuse that your wrong but your trying to be right
and I'm doing the same since the beginning of the fight
and it's like we all the same, people make mistakes
you keep me sane from the world of fakes
the only person I can talk to and always there to listen
you the best, I consider you my bestfriend
wanna relax knowing I got you
and you got me too so lets walk it through
sometimes I can't even talk to you
but just understand anythings possible


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My Life

At times when u would think about the past and what went wrong,

And what could have been done better to make things work out

Two wrongs dont make a right, better to let things out sooner than later

or pain, suffer, and regret will be at your horizon

Almost two years, and i still reminisced, about this mojor life changing event

NOT to walk the this path again, BUT to continue my story


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The Cold Within

6 humans trapped by happenstance, in bleak and bitter cold,
each one possessed a stick of wood, or so the story's told.

their dying fire in need logs, the first man held his back,
for the faces 'round the fire, he noticed one was black,

the next man looking 'cross the way saw one not of his church,
and couldnt bring himself to give the fire his stick of birch.

the third one sat in tattered colthes, he gave his coat a hitch,
why should his log be put to use to warm the idle rich?

the rich man just sat back and thought of wealth he had in store,