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His-Gweniverre
His-Gweniverre
I was alone. I was his. Alone again. Lost to this world.
Once upon a time.. That's how fairy tales start... I don't believe in fairy tales. I don't believe in much. But I believed in this... In all of us.. I never should have. I feared myself and now look.. I'm exaxtly what I never wanted. Exactly what she doesn't want. Fairy tales taught us lessons, Showed us what to avoid. What to run from. We'll see where this takes me, But it's another fairy tale. I don't believe in fairy tales.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 12:32 PM UTC
Fairy Tales
I keep seeing you in my dreams Awake and asleep.. I hear you call to me. These feelings are untested and new What do I do? I know I need you. I want to run as far as I can But I still stand.. Why? I know better than to trust a man.. But you're special to me With you I can finally breathe I'm no longer missing a piece..
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Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 8:08 PM UTC
Dreams
I have so much hope... Silly me. I have hope for world I've never seen.. One that works.. Makes sense.. Doesn't hurt me.. Doesn't **** my soul.. I belong to you. I love them.. Give me an answer. Show me guidance. Please Sir..
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Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
Please Sir
Everything is fine. Everything is always fine. I can ignore this sinking feeling Until I don't care. I want too many things.. Things not mine to have. I'm sad and I'm alone with these thoughts, Who can I honestly tell? Too many people to hurt. So I cry in my dreams, With only scratches left to show any emotion. Everything will stay fine.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 12:44 PM UTC
Fine
Last night I told you I was torn I told you I was confused That what happens happens and I'd survive Last night you told me that was okay You told me it'd work itself out That you were good at making people think things were their idea Last night I let myself be happy I let myself believe Last night you cracked a wall I've always had and now I'm breaking
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 12:23 PM UTC
Breaking
I want to run to the mountains I want to feel wild and free The walls and ceilings around me They're a cage I can't escape.. I'm not supposed to want to escape.. But I want to run To the creek and trees and stones To the animals and land I miss the empty mornings Calm waters and quiet musings Sun made tea and small snacks No voices no questions No answers The mountains are calling Tempting me I want to run
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 10:14 PM UTC
Run
I miss you Hales. Especially on nights like this. The cold summer rains... We used to cuddle and say we should put more clothes on. Funny, we never actually did. We just grabbed more blankets, then snuggled closer. It's hard Hales. Learning to live again, it's hard without you. I stopped trying after you. I stopped caring. I hope you know I'm sorry for all the awful drunken words. I was so scared to go on without you, I was so angry that you left. All I could do was drink more and hope that poison killed the one inside me. But on nights like these, I miss you next to me Hales. It's hard to sleep and it's just getting harder. Life is changing babe and it's pulling me with it. Just know, I still miss you. I love you Hales, even after death. I was so ready to meet you in summerland. But I think it'll be a little longer than I thought babe. I'm happy again Hales. I just wish you were here next to me, just to hear your voice. I already know your secrets, but I have new ones to tell. I wonder if our locks are still there. I lost my key.. I couldn't wear it anymore, I...I just couldn't, Hales. I'm sorry. I miss you babe. Goodnight Hales. Pretty bird.
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Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
It's Raining Hales
I can hear her calling me Home to our trees They sing in native tongue I hear their voices The moon betrays me to my other half Calling my true nature forth I miss my home Where i began I miss my other nature My mirrored half I know i ran But the real trees call me home I can feel their grasp Their traces on my soul, my heart My circle calls to me In borrowed time I miss my real trees
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Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
The Real Trees
I'm covered in scars and stories, Some good some bad all mine. I don't know where I'm headed But I know what I leave behind. I'm sorry for the pain. I'm sorry for the angery screams. I'm not sorry I left. I need to know what life means.
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Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 3:23 PM UTC
Means
Remember me? No, I didn't think so... We used to mean a great deal to one and other. Times change, as do people. You ask about me..I, about you. Never coming or going at the same time. I treasure my memories... I hold my childhood friend dear, But my childhood is over.. We've grown up now. I grieve the loss of a boy I once knew. He grew into a Man.
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Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
Man