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as if a puppet on strings
but this string has caught
by LeanneBridgewater
22 lines,
8 hours ago. In My own style, Weird, Death, Romance, Lost love, Goodbyes, Angry, contest, bye, fly
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Grown wild is the brush within the foresting breeze,
Where my determination travels in a renosaunt brevity.
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I look into your emotionless eyes.
So solemn and lonely.
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I stand before your grave,
With only an empty hand.
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She must have known,
She was going to miss him,
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Dear PP Head,
I'm glad you took time to attempt a thought
by WiseWithWordz
27 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Thoughts, Lost in thought, Abuse, Pain, Lyrics, Fantasy, Humor, Angry, Goodbyes, War
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I need a way
To relieve my pain
by Krista.Marie
20 lines, 3 comments,
1 day ago. In Contest, emo, life, pain, goodbyes, teen issues, cutting, self, escape, sad, dark
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What would you do,
If I said I would never love you?
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Please come meet me in my dreams.
I need to see my angels face.
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cracked lips whisper gentle harmonies
that intertwine around the melodies of love
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Too Early
I just buried you.
by Dangerousparable
38 lines,
2 days ago. In Contemporary, Dark, Life, Love, Lyrics, Pain, Personal, Sad, Depressed, Goodbyes
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Your betrayal has left me broken.
your words, cut like a razors edge,
by barelybreathing
37 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 3 3:39 PM. In Abuse, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Thoughts, Self, Noguest, Fantasy, Goodbyes
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The funeral was at dawn,
cold, the breeze;
by MikeNoxaura
20 lines,
on Jul 3 3:27 PM. In Contest, Sad, Dark, Pain, Angst, Death, Depression, Lost love, Loss, Goodbyes
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i just wanna get hit over the head and forget everything that happened.
i dnt even wanna wake up.
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Every relationship teaches you something....
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Wars are planned
In rooms there are meeting
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The scars on my wrist tell me everything
I don't know what to think anymore
by goatbreath
33 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 2 6:46 AM. In Depression, Sad, Thoughts, Angry, Teen issues, Suicide, Self, Goodbyes, Death, Pain
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I wish you well, I wish you love
I wish myself all of the above.
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No, don't touch me like this.
Touch of a hand burns like fire.
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As i sit here starring at my scars, i think living life is like living hell, My scars are like questions that i could only answer, I don't cry tears anymore, i cry blood, I am tried of lies that life holds and things that don
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Is this what humans call a life,
Each day sceaming at all my surrounding failures.
by Giving-Up
18 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 30 7:45 PM. In Dark, Life, Pain, Personal, Depression, Self, Suicide, Teenage thinking, Goodbyes
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I’ve wasted too many tears,
On someone who will never love me back.
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Clouds covered the white full moon
Shadowing the face of the living darkness
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How do you tell someone that you want to die?
That every night you curl up into a heap and cry
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