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Hey wanna trade?
I'll give you my heart
For your smile
They're both so pure
So beautiful
I think its a fair trade.
Hey wanna trade?
I'll give my virginity
For your words
Both feel so sweet
Both make us happy
I thinks its a fair trade.
Hey wanna trade?
I'll give you my trust
For your lies
Both feel so true
Both feel so real
I thinks its a fair trade.
Hey wanna trade?
I'll give you my tears
For your devotion
Both feel so heavy
Both feel so unwanted
By each of us
I think its a fair trade.
Hey wanna trade
I'll give you everything
For your heart
You already have two
Mine and yours.
Please?
I think its a fair trade.
Literature
Let the Fall Make You Stronger.
"Hey! Are you all right?"
"Sure, why wouldn't I be?"
"Um...because you just fell from the roof of the hou-"
"See, that's where you're wrong. I didn't fall. The floor challenged me and I accepted."
"And how did that go for you?"
"The floor won. But only because it had the advantage."
"Of being non sentient and vast in size, along with the fact that there is a freaking storm out!!"
"Nope. I just attacked from the wrong position."
"Backwards?"
"I overestimated my skills."
"I'll say. You're bleeding!"
"Only a little. Ask me again."
"What?"
"If I'm fine."
"Are you?"
"Nope."
"Is it because you're bleeding?"
"You're supposed to ask
Literature
You said....
You told me “friends forever”,
More like ‘friends for now’,
As your sweet promises
Were just lies I allowed.
You said “we are best friends”,
More like ‘friends at best’,
As your solid affirmations
Were all digressed.
You told me “I need you”
More like ‘you need me’
As your statements
Were my last plea.
Why did you go?
Why did you leave?
I’m left here all alone
Trying, in us, to believe.
Literature
You're Not Dead Yet.
You have been called "ugly."
You have been called "weak."
You have been called a "failure."
You have been called all of these things.
But at least you're not dead yet.
You've still got your life ahead of you.
You've still got all these years to cherish.
You've still got a lot to live for.
You might be on life support...
...but you're not dead yet.
All these years you spent in isolation.
All these years you hide away somewhere dark.
All this time you think about the odds.
But even while that appears to be the case,
You're not dead yet.
You have cancer in your whole body.
You have mesothelioma and bronchitis.
You have six days left to live.
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A spoken word about naive love. Its also done in the same format as my other poem "Hey Remember Me?" cuz I was bored. Hope everyone enjoys.
ALSO guys just got a wattpad (www.wattpad.com/user/CrumbledW… )and i intend to portions of the book I'm working on. So if you wanna read it soon go there.
ALSO guys just got a wattpad (www.wattpad.com/user/CrumbledW… )and i intend to portions of the book I'm working on. So if you wanna read it soon go there.
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Beautiful poem! About giving everything you have so you can receive love in return.