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all of the above poems written by vms
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down is up now
it's just the way it goes
we fight against it
just so we go with the flow

those kisses stolen
turn into the greatest gifts
the way we're crushed
the soul and mind it lifts

ever notice?

we hold tighter to what we're going to lose
we want what we can't have
love and aren't loved back

but then

we cry when we're happy
and laugh when we're nervous
sometimes less is more
and losing a bit is a plus

sometimes falling is climbing
pain, a medicine
sometimes suffering is a blessing
and sometimes...
your outside is falling apart
but you're being put together within