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All Of Me

jreeves<3

Feb 2, 2022

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This is what’s left of me,

Broken necklaces and bleeding knuckles.

Precious pinky promises long forgotten.

It's not my fault I ended up this way,

Cold and desolate.

Well, I suppose it is my fault.

I could have left,

Could have stepped away from your poison,

But I drank it all.

It was bitter,

Much different from your sweet aura and disposition.

I still can't get the taste out of my mouth,

It lingers, a constant reminder of my pain and ignorance.

Some people say ignorance is bliss,

But I think it makes you blind and manipulable.

I was blinded by your charm and the way you lied, as easy as breathing.

This is what’s left of me,

Shards of a girl I used to be,

Now that you’ve broken me.

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Table of Contents

#8 Why'd You Leave Me?

#9 Bleeding Hearts

#10 Blue Eyes

#11 Poisoned Love

#12 Tainted Innocence

#20 If I Were To Die Today

#21 Issue 21

#22 Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder

#23 My adventure

#24 Nothing But dreams

#25 The horror of my love

#26 kaleidoscope

#27 Thinking

#28 I just want you

#29 These Words Burned My Throat

#30 I stand in silence in a world full of you

#31 In Lana We Stand

#32 Irrevocably and hopelessly addicted to you

#33 Can you stitch me up?

#34 Oh God i'm in love

#35 The art of one night stands

#36 I think i'm done

#37 Red nail polish

#38 Desire to rest

#39 In my divorced dads playlist era

#40 My golden god

#41 False Idol

#42 I think there's a toad in my throat

#43 Ought to try

#44 Think of me as often as I do you

#45 Just fucking get out of my head already

#46 My supernova

#47 I need to stop thinking of you

#48 Turned twice away but back again

#49 Lust or Love

#50 Untitled

#51 My sneakers are rotting and tearing at the seams

#52 October, November, December

#53 If I stop, how will I ever move again?

#54 Stringing me along

#55 his little lost love of mine

#56 sweetened despair

#57 To the bugs living rent free

#58 A thief of hearts

#59 The righteous path to girlhood is by fatherly neglect

#60 This Is The Last Poem

#61 That wasn't the last issue

#62 I fear a burnout grows near

#63 Fairy Wine

#64 i can't stop writing poetry cause bad things keep happening

#65 A room that is no more

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