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I want to do things with you.

I thought wrong.

Do you feel what I feel?

Inspired by 'everything starts where it ends'. Don't worry I'm alright.

Three-lined poem.

This was what I was thinking two years ago.

You

Wrote this like, 2 years ago?

That feeling.

Ever feel that way?When you are free but have nowhere to go.When you are sick but there are no cure.When you are tearing but there are no stopper.(Will continue.. or not)

I like (Reminiscing those sweet moments)

It's not a story.

Lost.

People, leaving you, without a clue.

Give me a sign.

I wrote this with, someone in mind.

If I could..

Inspired my 'Cooler than me' by Mike Posner. (:

Words that just.. kill you.

Something, that just occurred hours ago.

The Window

I have never entered anything in WritersCafe before, so here goes. (:

Dreams

What dreams are.

Feeling.

Not rhyming words even. Just letting you know what's in my heart, heavy heart.

Young love.

Doesn't rhyme.

Letters.

Uptide.

I hate being the one to take all the blame,to be looked as though your the one who started it.The others will believe her, whatever she says,because she's so good at making up stories. She think I can bear with her,She think I can cope.If she thinks she's so cool,I'll lend her a..

Scared.

Afraid and uncertain.

Not a story, even.

A short paragraph to why we don't tell our best friend stuffs.

Why?

Why are you doing this to me,why are you doing it now?What wrong have I done to you,what mistake have I made?I don't deserve this ,you giving off this vibe;this cold shoulder treatment.Ever since you knew that girl,you neglected me completely,why oh why best friend?What good ..

Life's like that.

Hypocrites. Something everyone can relate to.

Thoughts.

Meaningless.

From you.

I should have read between the lines.

Lost.

a short one.

Oh, love.

It's not because I don't love you, it's because I can't.

It's not me.

Randomly dedicated to a soul out there.

I'm sorry.

Life is full of regrets.

Live Another Day

When I have something to tell the world, I jot it down.

My Last Goodbye

Wrote this a couple of years back when I was always in dilemma.