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I stand back and look at your life

So disheveld and full of strife.

But I lean down to read

and find that you're the one soul that I need.

You're the one that lives so near,

But you're the one that I fear.

you laugh at me and make yourself higher,

While my mind fills up with fire.

You go away and I don't care,

But there was one thing we could have shared.

Your poetry is so pure and strong,

While mine always sounds all wrong.

You never knew and you never will,

But I love you, for you're my brother still.

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She stands

So scared and so alone

Tears stain her face

She tries to be strong

But it seems pointless

Crumpling down to the ground feeling worthless and empty

She can't explain why

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Run in circles

trapped in selfishness and selflessness

falling into a shallow pool

A pool made from tears

Tears of a shallow soul

Makeup, guys being their only concern

Try to keep my mind in check

Feel trapped

claw for away out

Something must change

Everything must fall

I must be me