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If poetry could describe the way you make me feel, poetry would be illegal. Or anyway I might get arrested.
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
She cleaned up for me at least.
I feel disillusionment creeping up on me like the day after a 21st birthday. A deep sigh of shallow disappointment.
sometimes it feels like the world is trying to tell me to wake up
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
Gosh! That single kiss made me feel like I'm charged up with the power of a million exploding suns!
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She Fucks Me
She misses me
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
She tells me she drives a truck.
They grow up. No one told me.
She only wants me for tech support
There must be something terribly wrong with me. Sometimes I feel like I haven't learned anything.
She Blinded Me With Science
The zeal of thine house hath eaten me up
She told me she wouldn't
O Lord Thou crackest me up
She said she loved me
Boy meets me, boy becomes infatuated with me, boy realizes I take up space, boy runs like hell
What I would do If I knew what was good for me
I'm up, he sees me, I'm down
You meant for this node to be read by me, and I would like to respond
Build Me Up Buttercup
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She found me on public transportation
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
Fold Me Up
Always Find Me in the Kitchen at Parties
Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
Ayn Rand just doesn't work for me
She just looks at me
She told me I'd make a good Satan
let me grow up
Brought down as White, kept down as Black, brought up as None, left with me
Many of me, laid end to end, would never reach the moon
Don't wait up for me
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
Wake Me Up Before You Go Go
Two condoms, she makes me wear
My SUV makes me feel important!
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She doesn't need me anymore
And then they came for me, but the bridge would not ignite.
She asked me to read her a poem
She might not need me. But then again she might.
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
The voice of God spoke to me. It said, "Lift up everyone around you."
i worked hard and it made me sick. i slacked off and it made me sick.
glitter me the fuck up, skinny jeans
Come Pick Me Up
Friend, you have a lot to learn if you think loving me would be a bad idea.
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
She approached me with some vague line
Let me feel that
How would a frightened lizard feel?
Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
Scientology is a wonderful religion that I would never want to sue me
Your piercing intelligence would undo or invigorate me
You know the little things about me that would sing in the silence
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
I'm so sorry my brain works that way
That one makes me scream, she said
I wish you would talk to me
Would you mind never speaking to me again?
You Burn Me Up I'm a Cigarette
he touched me then, but I forgot to feel
Please let me wake up and find myself found
She only wants me for sex
You couldn't make me give it up to cheapening words for all the empathy and adulation in the world
If it were a snake, it would have bit me
She kills me
Your kindness makes me feel awful
Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
Somebody Up There Likes Me
Throw me to the sky and let the clouds tear me up
He makes me feel alone just by being there
she, he, and me
Stand up for yourself, OR: How I got the shit kicked out of me
To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
tied up now fuck me (user)
As Guan Yu would surrender to the Han, but not to Cao Cao, I will surrender to you, but not to your desire to control me.
She saved me from Hylas' fate
She looks at me and she laughs
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me
I would've taken an axe to it, but I'm pretty sure the dryad would have pulverized me
A pretty sky just gets me wound up, and my head starts pounding. The city doesn't need a sky.
My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
I have no proof that he would ever want to kiss or destroy me.
And he noticed my fingers / and asked me if I would play (e2poll)
She Speaks to Me
i want to show you that anything is possible. i wish you would believe me.
See Me, Feel Me
She told me she remembers three things about me
I would like for you to make your arms for me the way you make your bed for you
Tell him, she told me
No vocabulary for the dread she feels
She pulled the "I love you" on me
Beam Me Up, Scotty
I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
Places a local (like me) would take you to in New Orleans
You knew I was a rattlesnake when you picked me up
no easy love could ever make me feel the same
I can feel the radiation... changing me...
That would be me
Hit me up
I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
You dropped that name, let me help you pick it up
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
I don't like her because she won't like me
Who would cry for me should I die tonight?
Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
Would you really feel any pity if one of those dots stopped moving forever?
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
I would love for you to come to me with Christmas lights around your head, late night like a ghost
A child who will clearly grow up to be as demented as me
She Loves Me
Sweep me up
the little moose that tears me up inside
So she could feel as if she had danced
Lifetimes are catching up with me
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
She loved me for my maths
I would like for love not to kill me, please
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
Forgive me for who I am when I wake up
She loves me, she loves me not
They blew up the world, but what really pisses me off
And would you do this thing for me? Land softly, yeah, land softly
You asked me once what I would remember... this, and much more
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
Wake me up if you still want me
The portion of her face she allows me to see
Would you like to see me masticate?
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
Would you tell me if it was true?
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
Let me tell you what a splash of cold water feels like
Every morning when I wake up, I feel guilty for all the things I have ever been
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
His name came up like a match on wooden me
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
a grief so strong I thought it would crush me there
Shag Me Up The Botty (user)
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
One of these days the cops will catch up with me
She told me to say that
If I was the ocean, what would you be to me?
Seven opening lines if he would ever look me in the eye
I feel the way bank robbers must feel before they go out on that last job that ends up getting them all killed. That is to say, optimistic.
She is still undoing me.
Things that make me feel feminine
she seems bored with me after all this time
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
why she feels the irrational need to capture little fragments of glass
Bitch set me up!
I can feel you forgetting me

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