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Dear World,
You don't know me
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In contemplation
One often sees
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Beautiful Girl
In the darkest corner of the room,
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I stand and stare
At the grey sky
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I feel the wind blowing on my skin
As I watch the leaves fall.
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Today I fianlly saw,
I saw beautiful me.
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A child I once was,
With pure and innocent eyes.
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We cling onto objects from out past,
To remind us of times that didn't last.
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I get up in the morning,
And what is this that I see?
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Etched deep within
the mirrors reflection,
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I remember the days where we were together
And the memories are good
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Oh! And you have cried with such remorse that you did not think of nails
To hold them in place, a canvas in a frame, something you had pai
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oh the gum drops
and lollipops
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Dear 13-year-old me,
I know that when you look about you now, you feel that your life will never get past the awkward stage you're in now- the stage where you are caught in a painful limbo between childhood and adole
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the tears leaking,
heart beating, breaking,
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In a perfect world,
I would place every sunset in the palm of your hand.
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a life filled with regrets where none are received
so far away from the passions and intoxications
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Late night , every night
She quiets her mind
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ahead I see, dimly, with the blissful ignorance of youth, / something new and exciting, for one as I with a short tooth, / is that a fork i
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Don’t make me close my eyes, don’t waste my fucking time.
Its black or white, don’t make me guess.
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Childhood is the base of man,
The seed of which glory-flower sprout.
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Silence fills a room so dark with the echoes of memories,
lamenting with bittersweet blossoms of pain.
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by dropthehalo
31 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 2 9:35 PM 2007. In Abuse, Adult, Pain, Dark, Life, Personal, Sad, Self, Reflection, Guilt
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The lies you create
Will fall in Place
by dropthehalo
33 lines,
on Sep 2 9:31 PM 2007. In Abuse, Angst, Reflection, Payback, Revenge, Sad, Personal, Pain, Truth, Lies
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DESTINY
He looks in the mirror for the very first time
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I’m busy, busy, I have things to do
Mustn’t sit down, can’t think of you
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is sticky
with the fermented syrup of obsession.
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A crystal coated world
reflects that of our own;
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Memory-
My vice, addiction,
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To the innocent girl of ten,
If I had a chance I would say
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rain rain rain rain / don't go away / clear my dialated eyes / of these black tears / I thought this was over / but only if it was / The dying hours / of my holed heart / slowly count down / with bloody
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He said / you must not touch such a woman / not even with the most gossamer tentacles / of your Quixotic imagination. / As if meeting with
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She sings to herself / In a voice neither beautiful nor melodious; / Humming along to the thoughts in her head / Up among the apples. / Something fills her with emptiness, / Draining excess thoughts throug
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What visions that I have seen
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I realize now / that you need more time / I am not patient / But I know things cannot be forced / So I must try to let you go / at least for now / And I just hope / that when you're ready
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Twenty Seven Years... / Eleven full of fears / Twenty Seven Years... / Twenty Five of them Learning / Twenty Seven Years... / Seven of them Earning / Twenty Seven Years... / Most of them ful
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Slowly creeping in, / gentle transition into night. / changes the colors all round, / Once green trees now black. / Clarity fades, / all will soon be one, solid black shape. / bringing in night, /
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Come and Lay With Me My Love / Come and lay with me my love / Here beneath the sunlit apple blossoms / In the thickness of the grass / Set aside your fear of losing me my love / If only for awhil
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Four years ago, / we met. First time, in / trust. You never lost your / smile. / Three years ago, / the trust had shattered, our / worlds were split, and I never saw your / smile. / Two y
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I lived in silent yearning / As I followed the same path / And chased the waves / Mastering the outer world / But never knowing my own / One day, I strayed from the trail / And ventured toward the edge of the
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The sweetest things in life / are not things / They are moments compiled up in our minds / that wash away our sadness / / So many times I have heard that / from people that have gone in and out of my life / I w
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There's a sad face on my sneaker,
And there he'll always be
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Sitting on the beach at night / Sifting through the sands of time / A little girl, who once was free / Memories tearing through my mind / / Remembering when I was mine / Way back when I was but nine / Running f
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