Shall I compare thee to a tornado
Thou are more terrible and violent
Your love erupted like a volcano
But our love grew as a violent force
You loved me less and less each and everyday
Yet mine stayed the same and never did it change.
I wished you wouldn't have changed and how I hoped you would stay
Before you left I had already set the stage
Once you stopped loving me I stopped loving you
Those times when you were cruel and never thought about me
I could take no more therefore I left
Without you to see the world and live life free
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Too Many Tears Not Enough Eyes
PoetryThese are things that I write because if I don't put them somewhere I won't be able to sleep. They're like poetry but not really. Hope you enjoy. The first is a little story and the others are most likely gonna be my "poems". Also please don't copy...
