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Dreah Louis
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Dreah Louis
Dreah Louis

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She always wore white She always adored the sight Every night She would catch a cab to his house Lust turned her white dress into less Something not as pure as before. They called her Passion, Penelope Passion

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They were young and hungry Everyday they would show at the same time. Ready to finesse. They were professionals by now. This time it was different They made a pickpocket on the mayor. They made a run for it and ran right into…………. To be continued

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As the tears fall from my face I take a trip to a place Where the tears begin But I can not pretend or stay long For the trap of Sorrow is penetrating My heart as if my lifeline is diminishing right before my eyes. I must escape this sunken sorrow.

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The words spill from my heart and out of my mouth…. I can not help what is real.

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I meet him in my dreams It is the only way I am able to see him Stuck, troubled and trapped in between two worlds Doctor said it was depression but I know better He haunts me, my heart and soul is all in I wonder if he knows? Not him, not the man in ……

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What is your favorite piece by me?

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How can we be together but yet I feel so alone. Trying to, you know, measure up to all your standards. Realizing that your damaged. How can I expect you to love me? Loving myself I can smell your jealousy it reeks, as if you feel I am truely unworthy of…

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Hidden, tucked away in a morbid building. The kids from the neighborhood escaped to the place. A closet located in a abandoned complex upstate. The building had crumbled years ago due to demolition. Somehow the kids were drawn there. It was a place to…

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White perfection bleeds too Laying there, the rose, white and pure In a pool of blood Bathing and soaking in the red dna He gave me roses after that and I gave them back The memories of the blood staining perfection scares me He thought he was being…
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