Words From The Heart

By 2022fam

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Letters to my self Just word on a page poems from the heart Words from my mind What to feel is the word in... More

My mistake
broken down
Home
true love
Stolen words
freak
A waken
war
More
A test
1 dozen roses die
Friend
love
trust
Im not judging
the road
my note to you
New
holding on
Not Back
Want To Go Home
you are my saver
I'm not, but I am
I let go of the secret
Stopped
cut by a roses throne
pretending
going forever.
out of luck
alone
drowning
smile
love love love
jealousy
is it bad
Stolen
I now
i thought
hurt
But who is I
he said he will come back
i Dont know
Me
Mr and Ms
your fault
monster
screaming out
wheres my help
life line
you
listen
trouble
Envy
Envy
7
what ever lyrics
your mind tricks
time
whole
ever the same
if im not crying
brother
if I
a mother
Dear mother
Heaven

Not Perfect

29 5 0
By 2022fam

She tell me im not honest
And im not the strongest
I have lied
And tried
To tell the truth
But you tell the truth
Im sorry im not like you
Im sorry im not perfect
Im sorry im afaid
Im sorry
But you have to be honest when I ask
Have you ever told a lie
Have you broken trust with someone
Have you been through what I have been through
Probably not
So are you the one to judge me
Are you the one
To tell me who I am
You dont know me
You dont know why I do things
You just see the mask
That hides the scares
That hides my pain an fear I go through
And if you have ever told a lie
Or broken someones trust
An you judge me for that
You should be judging your self too
Cause you know im not perfect
And neither are you

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