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He doesn’t know That every time he leaves me I wonder if I’ll ever see him again. More likely he won’t see me. He thinks the world is good Because no one ever hurt him. Its isn’t good. He doesn’t know the danger that bubbles within me It threate...
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Can the pain ever be measured? Will I ever see the light of day again? Can there ever be anything more than this? Will I crawl out of this hole? or just tumble into the abyss? Can this be the beginning or is it the end?
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Feb 9, 2020
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He said I had the prettiest smile , And eyes . But he was angry when I stopped hiding all the blood from my waist down. “Your legs are so pretty So how dare you bleed?” This doesn’t fit into my plans. I can’t love a girl that’s real Who fights. ...
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Aug 31, 2019
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I was a toy for her maybe Something to stare at. I was no good for being real. She could never be with me Impossible she said So I left Then she could be with someone else. I was the villain but she cut my hand off first. Wait alone forever littl...
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Apr 13, 2019
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Words.. Sometimes people tell me things. I stare blankly my eyes dead and blue My eyes are the prettiest And I’m beautiful. I look at myself and can’t make sense of that. Pieces. Angry Sad. Broken smile Is that pretty? Is it the truth? My eye...
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Apr 10, 2019
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Where do all bright colors go Once the eyes have grown shut, Where does the music go After the notes have hit the floor, Where do tears and laughter go Once they've jumped off our nose Where does love so big go, After hot turns into cold.
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Sep 19, 2017
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Some days I can feel the sting of people's eyes & smell the stentch of the living deads rotting flesh
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Jun 4, 2017
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The endless retreat from eternal abyss leaves soul tired, like mind A nightmare from which I can't rise or escape A monster from which I can't hide. The air is heavy with blood and with rain my world, decayed into dust It all seems the sa...
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