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Mamas too busy hugging her bottle and Daddies a stranger that she sees everyday
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Have you ever wondered what it's like to die To feel your last breath roll off your lips
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Straitlaced hugs Silky strands
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Keep it together Pasting on a different face everyday
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Don't be absurd, You silly ,silly child
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Enjoy yourself
As your screams match up in a meaningless sound
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Forget the hope Forget the sickly flutter
by Sweetest-sounds
22 lines,
on Aug 26 3:43 PM. In Love, Personal, Thoughts, Sad, Pain, Longing, Depression, Depressed, Self, Personal.
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A littering of garbage A red gush
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Simple words Make simple convictions
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Oh yes replies the mirror
with a cracked grin.
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She sits by the phone Waiting for him to call
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Dreaming for the nothing Lying so long even she does believe.
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Scripted sins Latex grins
by Sweetest-sounds
25 lines,
on Jul 18 11:04 PM. In Hate, Suicide, Self, Personal., Depressed, Abstract, Emo, Weird, Pain, Dark, Sad
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Really, you only need a few simple words to attain, Everlasting life in the Kingdom of Heaven, When you
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No more wasted hopes or dreams Hollowed out eyes and rotting flowers
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Red bees swarm Irritating the senses
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She inhaled deeply and brushed the tears forming in her eyes.She placed a bookmark in his dairy and ran her hand over the soft leather cove
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I have to wonder why I am this way. Why, do you ask?
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Sometimes I have to sit alone in the dark;
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Is there ever a stronger desire for darkness Then after the lights fall on their face
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As she sits rigid, unwanted, and cold Engulfed in silent contemplation,of
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Cant you understand She's fading fast
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Stop the fight Wipe away cold bitter tears
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Gouge out your eyes Little dear
by Sweetest-sounds
46 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 2 9:50 AM. In Pain, Other, Personal, Sad, Suicide, Depressed, Hate, Emo, Dark
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She feels so alone she feels so worthless
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Careful Embrace Hidden Distaste
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This is my story,
I'm not proud of it
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This is my story, I'm not proud of it
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What do you see, When you look into my eyes?
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Everyday it seems to me Is another bland repetition.
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