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Schane
Schane
21/Androgynous/WA
I’m more about a light sweat On some perfect curves Then a non-tangible emotional connection I can’t feel Using my tongue to clean her body from head to toe But instead I’m cleaning the mess inside her mind Trying to take her somewhere so far from her anxiety But no matter the proximity I can’t help fix her Try to **** away the pain so its back to back rounds till my body quits Afraid to stop ******* You because your gonna go right back To unhealthy habits, to 24/7 stress and to holdin it all in Surpressed my urges, cut off my hoes and shaped up Yet I still feel like I’ll never win and I’ll never save you
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
Lust
In the silence I find comfort Tightly clutching vulnerability with sewed lips Creating hour long narratives in bed To replace the social skills i never tended to The sympathy i never gave Instead I mastered the silver tongue And games like hide and seek Because since i was young I’ve never stopped hiding
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Silence
Countless times I've told those hurt it will be okey Countless times I've tried to halt this still I decay Said Its only another hour another day Cry, cut, and die Cause im always lead astray I shouldnt be allowed to feel this alone I try to punish myself i try to atone It started with sicssors and butter knifes alone in my kitchen I told them I was suffering told them i was dying but they wouldnt listen It escalated ya it elevated To something out of my control Ive cut my arm so much im sure the blood tainted my soul And I wont apologize and I wont leave you any answers I cried out to you all but you left me to this cancer This disease called depression where suicidal thoughts are free to roam I cant hide from them anywhere not even safe in my own home
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
Countless.
Your words weigh on me heavily Im obsessed, reread them excessively But I'm afraid of them afraid of criticism, afraid of being like them Separated myself from the masses of societies drones How were we able to reach the moon with the power of a modern day phone Nowadays intelligence is showing off Pretend to be sick mentally, we force our mind to fake coughs Don't forget that everyone is special and work is unneeded Frown on us millenials but raised on ******** is how we were leaded Somewhere along faded lines parenting left us Never seen anyone held accountable cept us Told it was all us and were a lost generation That we rely to much on tech, we're americas humiliation
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
Not like them.