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After all this time I come back and find,
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Heart pounds. Hands shake.
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Because fear is the only real emotion, So we push and push and push the limits.
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Anxiety grips ahold
and creates an uneasy feeling.
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There is no Apocalypse Just cataclysmic fear, desperation, and panic
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In like a lion
You drove the serpent away;
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Pre-chorus: Safe behind my shield of glass;
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My first poem about how I feel
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I look into your eyes and see all I need to know.
I can see the hurt inside that you try not to let show.
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I want to be...
good enough
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“George, Rachel” My fingers twitch toward my mouth
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Shattered now at the lowest low
Not knowing the reflection staring back
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Is it fair for me, To steal the smile
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by Crystopher
23 lines,
on Nov 19 10:26 PM 2008. In Prison, adult, sad, hope, love, break up, hurt, pain, hate, life, thoughts, anxiety
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I feel it congealing in my veins
Narrowing my trachea
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I feel its grip, Upon my mind,
by Kandace
11 lines,
on Oct 17 11:51 PM 2008. In life, feeling, emotion, reality, heart, anxiety, depression, hope, personal, thoughts
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He holds a key yet another key to the gates
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hi.
i'm glad to see you again.
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The darkness comes as the lightness goes never to return.
The day changed my life,
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by luckysunday
43 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 9 2:18 PM 2008. In adult, abuse, rape, sex, self-harm, cutting, self-mutilation, depression, anxiety
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She doubts everything.
What is real and what is fake seem to be the same to her.
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I see your face through glass,
Oh what a bitter tease,
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Anxious, all the time. It's so frustrating. I'm a prisoner in my own malfunctioning shell of a body. It's almost like someone flicked the switch on for panic and forgot to turn it off. Stupid mundane things that shouldn't be
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I see all the people walk by
and our hands are getting hot
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It followed me into my dreams
And now my skin is peeling.
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you can sit next to me in class
when everything outside the room can kill you
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i need and want you
its only you that i lack
by sk8erxxemoxxgirlxx93
38 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 27 4:35 PM 2008. In love, sad, depression, anxiety, loneliness, pain, emo, dark, very veryvery true
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Your hatred hurts me like daggers,
piercing through my mental flesh,
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The call came in
April 2nd at 4a.m.
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This poem is for everyone (including me) who fear public speaking.
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I'm letting him go for you
But I know how you feel
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Nobody can find me here who would care
But that's good.
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they say no man is an island, but I am an island
i just watch the continents dance on the horizon
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Ive built myself a box where I can be
Just as despondent as I please
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This is a new style I just sort of came up with...
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Probably not the style they wanted for the contest, but it had to be written. I had an itch. lol
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This is everything unfolding
tonight
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