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Kylavsyou
Nothing new, nothing good wherever i look How many days i have to count? How many years i have to wait? To finally say "Yes! I did it!" Nobody knows why I'm still here I feel stuck but i need to move Would my future self thank me if do everything to improve?
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 10:51 AM UTC
I'm trying
I have to constantly remind myself That I'm still alive I have to take a breath To participate in life.
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
Live
I found the truth In your broken promises.
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 3:29 AM UTC
Untitled
I want to write a poem But where should I start? Do I have to start with I or should I end with You?
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 3:04 AM UTC
Untitled
just because the star- fish can grow its arms back does not mean it didn't hurt. __________________________________________ even though scars heal and wounds fade it doesn't mean I will forget the pain.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 12:08 AM UTC
pain.
I woke up from a nightmare Until today the past still haunts me The trauma was still there I can still feel how he grabs me. I can't contain --its overwhelming I want to feel the pain --physically, I took a fork and burn it using a lighter Then I press it hard on my wrist.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 12:03 AM UTC
Bloodless battle
I will never walk alone in loneliness.
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 11:24 AM UTC
She Journeys
What fascinates me about stars, is that they are born from explosions and built from collapsed particles. I like to think that people are like that as well. So whenever you feel like everything is getting a little too much and you are about to give up and explode, don't be afraid to collapse. Let yourself crumble. This is not your destruction, it is your birth it is your time to shine.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
you (st)ar(e)
Life is beautiful without some people in it.
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Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 1:14 AM UTC
Life
The feelings I cannot speak out So I wrote it down on a pad The pen is running out of tint So i cried it all out Tears became the words Words that described my feelings I hope you read it all And know that I am the author.
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 10:23 AM UTC
Wet pad