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The Weeping

Little bullets hit me all over
I shake because you should come over
A trick of the brain sets me in motion
I feel like I know me, I feel like the ocean
Solitude captures me too much
I want a rough rider to kiss or touch
Money is paper and love ain't a crime
Why is it illegal to call a chica a dime?
I'm pelted by pistols I craved in my sleep
I'm just the crazy girl who wants a tear on her cheek
Timing is everything and this world doesn't know
Stuck in a cycle we made on our own
I want out, I want love, and I'd prefer with a glove
Nobody is looking at the hill that's in pain
In stead they reapply make-up for dates in vain

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I feel like I know me, I feel like the ocean Solitude captures me too much I'm just the crazy girl who wants a tear on her cheek i want to love and to be loved. i want it. In stead they reapply make-up for dates in vain.. hill in pain, . so many wonderful expressions i collected from your poem. very nice and very expressive and original way of writing. God bless u. thank you. tony