Truth or lies?
the voice whispered in my ear
that he is the one, or
is that just me in the mirror?
I don't want to hear any excuses,
they're all the same,
I don't want to hear the stories,
but I'm glad you came
It's going again in circles,
when will I be finally done?
my mind tells me to fight
but my heart, you have already won.
that was another crappy poem...that i wrote. yeah
so yeah jess, this is about who you think it is...I'm still confused about the whole shitstom that's going on
well hope you guys liked it :/
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Messages from a Fallen Angel
PoetryA collection of poetry by...me. All of it's true, what you get out of it may be different...but I guess that's how poetry works.