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Lauren-204
Lauren-204
16/F/Oxford
Beneath my grey boots the  reflection in the ripples Conveyed a image of a familiar Turmoil and saddening. With the landscape implausible  And the fate unenviable  it beckoned with its wittering wail the empty promise of a better life.
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Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
Reflect
I lost myself within the dark Valves and tunnels Of your blackening heart.  And on the day the light shall Seep through the fibre of your being, I will reflect upon the time In which the darkness  Helped me grow.
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Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 12:06 PM UTC
Thank you
The tip of your fragile being  was blunt with hatred for life itself.  Your comical abuse wasn't anything more than a way to prove your existence  To yourself.
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 7:53 PM UTC
Liar
You reminded me of gold, Rarity over the norm,  Ancient desolation means  The people are torn. You're eyes like ruby's, Blood and greed. Red is promising, To the grave they lead Pathos and sapphire, Vividity of the blues Wealth only lifts you up, When its tieing the noose.
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Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 8:41 PM UTC
The problem with money
As the tears dry up in the heat of the night, the scars run red with the thought of the day. You gave the words life and then ended mine with twisted lies and solem cries. The silence between the words you preached screamed the truth Yet my ears loved the sound of your familiar tune.
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Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 8:35 PM UTC
Deafening silence
The red string rung from the tips Of this ***** silhouette. Knotting and suffocating  As it eliminated thoughts of  Solidute and content  With the sharpness of its thread.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 4:48 AM UTC
Red string
The heart inside pumps empty promises too my mind circulating the hollow well of my destroyer, In hope to cling to a nerve which still sympathizes for this begotten corpse.
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Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
Hollow
Waves stimulate a pattern, Just like your words mould me, Vast and deep our love like the ocean sea. Moon retreats its call, Ships upon ships they wain, Here I lay alone,  An anchor without a chain.
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Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 6:53 PM UTC
Rhythm
The mark you left on me is hollow. Only noticeable by the vast shadow That suffocates and restores  And pierces my skin  Like a tattoo of shame and sabotage Visible for the next antagonist to watch.
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Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
Antagonist