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There is a dark presence that lurks Within us all It takes the shape of shadows Where it can be found is far from the light
Childhood memories, some Happy and sad. Of Illness and wellness and Living with dad. Was Distanced from others and Hating it all—now On with the day. I’m Destroying the wall.
A letter to humanity, With every new opening eye, I cry A new sigh, a new eye Born into this world Into the flames of splendor do we find ourselves to be
I didnt realize What I say can hurt I didnt realize What I do affects everyone I didnt realize My sorries are Band-aids to knife holes I didnt realize My jugements affects more than me
I don't want to feel this pain anymore, I want to go numb I'm laying on the floor wondering how I could ever I be this dumb Life is cruel and if you think otherwise, then you're a fool
you saw the stars in my eyesyou heard the ocean in my voiceyou smelled the breeze in my breathyou felt the galaxy in my bodyand the
My Dearest Clementine! I’m convinced little birds help you dress every morning! You’re a tall sunflower with petals bright and soft. Your cheeks are dappled with tawny freckles
For a moment I heard your voice, for a moment time stopped just so I could notice you. You’ve changed so much, it’s clear that everything between us is now different.
My roommate moved out today. They decided to leave most of their things behind. Nothing was of much importance though, Well, except for their pillow. I put that away in that closet I never use.
Once upon a time, on a midnight wave, Was a Siren with her song, from which life she gave. Far far, o’er the tide and foam, From sea to land, in a poor little home Her melodious chorus did travel,
Walking thousands of stepsMeasuring footprints left behind Stumbling blocksAnalyzingWalking through slippery roadsDead endsAscending mountains Descending Facing ephemeral seasons
As the year went by, I seem to realize how terrible it was. The year chewed me up, and had no decency to clean its own mess. It took away the lives of many Great people,
I still see the same faces everyday, but something has changed in yours. Maybe I'm watching too closely for some sign of you missing me.
Salt is an accessory, not to be consumed aloneBut, salt is bitterShrewd white crystals that should be used in moderationBut I ate too muchClumps grasp at the walls of my throat
Words so sweet never tempted to escape these lipsAs I blow the breezed flowered utterances to youI must ponder in direAre my expressions suffocating?Are my advances tiring?And I must hope in earnest
Little Rowena, I wish you were here. I remember the first day I met you. You came out of nowhere and meowed at me. I would look for you other days but you'd disappear. You were absolutely endearing and cute.
Biting back tears Holding in gasps Choking on sadness And sorrow Falling in traps Knowing it would happen Faking joviality But in the end It was hopeless Your heart is breaking
You’re focused on the music I’m focused on my happiness The two could co-exist But for some reason you’re not having it And I keep coming back again
You dont want it to be real, a broken heart... its crazy.... almost unreal.... that pain.... you forget untill your reminded.... of what its like to love and lost.... ...its bittersweet, really...
I don't want to think about you I shouldn't be thinking about you But I'm still holding on to the memory Of being held, feeling wanted,
we talk about the moon and we talk about forever how we couldn't live without each other but im afaid
The rush and slack we make Constructing our own quake. The grouch cry to the dawn skeptick as fate's own pawn The frill to our own will To fill in all the thrill Detainee Nominee
Through my eyes I see you
I don't believe in them Especially when people play the roles I'm sleep, thinking I’m dreaming them I met a boy and asked him what he thought of our relationship
tears, i'll not fucking shed a one, lock them away, pretend it's all good, pretend i'm not leaving a new home to return to the old. i can't wait to see my family, sleep in my own bed,
One day the night’s shadow will creep upon the vast skies,
Paradox is the human life To strife for what is good peaceful Happiness However whatever causes it can too cause its opposite
When I feel like I am just playing the part, I turn and listen to the rhythym of my heart. Each beat lets me know I am still alive, Every day I have a reason to strive. Life has a terrible beauty,
Trial and error,
I like you, I really do;
What makes you happy? A question we all ask ourselves. A lot makes me happy.
What I learned from my cat:
How shall I attempt to remember her?
We impatiently waited. Cried, whined, and wimpered. Wishing school would be over, wishing our teenage years away. But suddenly, here we are. In the real world. Everything is so real, nothing is like before.
So much time has past since freshmen year, We've found ourselves and who we are, Maybe we can leave this place with some cheer, But we will leave with much, much fear. Things always change left and right,
When I was born, my mother gave me a pearl It was flawless and shiny and beautiful and mine
I said good-bye to her Because I had no choice My mother dragging me away-- From the only friend I had known. I said good-bye to him Because death took him In the form of a Grim Reaper
I wish I could read your mind like a book, So I knew what the pages of your life show; to see you live with rejoice and overcome woe. I wish I could hear God speak,
Some say love is patient, love is kind. The sweet goodies you get from romantic, feelings that you can't always define. In the meantime, it feels fantastic. Is it love or is it lust?
Love is oh so bittersweet Love is happiness Love is disappointment Love is trust Love is lust Love is countless nights crying yourself to sleep Love is the joy that another person brings to thee
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Filled with rapture and glee, You were chosen among several; And now this is your departure from me, You leaving was only inevitable. The nature of your leave was filled with sadness.
You live, you die, you laugh, you cry That is how life goes, but i wonder why Some say it is like a roller coaster It takes you to your highs and lows Others say it is like a journey
Love can be gentle, Love can be kind, Love can make people act out of line. Love can be endearing, Love can make you complete, Love can be hopeful, but always bittersweet. Love can be toxic,
The dawn has risen Look yonder to the west Point thy feet that way Towards thy journey's end When thou has reached The rolling waves of blue Look back
Fault of Destiny As a female it is destine to endure the pain of feminism. The curiosity of Eve will forever haunt the innocent. A normal female
The wind in the willow the will o' the wisp A treehouse down where I used to live Up in the willow the willow that weeps Outside the orchard my maple held me
If you asked me my true desire My tongue would retract and my words would expire Because when it comes to me and wishes I won’t deny I’m superstitious See I'm afraid that what you ask for you'll get
This is a bittersweet love song between the a heart and the mind before they became expected to fall the life they lived and the joy they horaded like good chocolate
What become of the Beauty gone astray?What happens to those who have no time to play?No one sees the Silent agony,and if they could,what would they really see?
A silent killer A disastrous ghost we give this to those who hurt us the most A beautiful rose in the scene forgetting the thorns that are left "unseen."
Buildings rise to heaven unconstrained Leaving the unexplained disappearance of the sun and moon My boots beat against the dirty, wet sidewalk after last night's rainfall.
Every girl dreams In sweet sleep Every boy dreams In sweet sleep The dreams are theirs In sweet sleep Of a better tomorrow In sweet sleep For today was lost In sweet sleep
I could be classified Labeled, Deemed, whatever, As probably insane. I laugh at this theory, But some of the surrounding Facts verify the thought. A circumstance rises, And is brought to my mind.
There are these thoughts that enter the realm of my mind It’s a dark place, my mind. But somehow it is always en-lightened by the most sorrowful notion.