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Wordfreak
Wordfreak
23/M
There's death everywhere. Why is that a bad thing? Death is natural. Our reactions to it are not. I'm back in the shadows Where I belong. Once again, I shave the weakness from my skin. If a warrior can sharpen his blade, Then the blade can sharpen the warrior. There's nothing wrong with that.
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Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 1:11 AM UTC
Untitled
Every brushstroke A scream Every sentence A body We hide our anger Our frustration Our catharsis In pretty colors And euphamisms. Better to misdirect Than to act.
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Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 8:41 PM UTC
Artists
I'm free. I should feel better after 21 days. But it's all the same. The walls aren't off-white. There isn't double-pane glass everywhere. There aren't nurses to ask about "Suicidal Ideation". But it's all the same. I'm not free. Not when my mind follows me Wherever I go.
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 11:17 PM UTC
Free
We are born And then thrown Into a hole. Expected to know From the beginning How to survive. They'll ask you: "What will you Do with the Life you have?" The only answer They will detain Hate and berate You for speaking Is: "End it."
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 11:15 PM UTC
Macabre
It may be a finite resource, But it's most precious. Rich with iron, The only ****** fluid with Which you can smith A sword. You know I've always Felt more at home In the dark. Treading water Is sometimes Too much. And I'll return to The dirt when It's my time To do so. The only thing that I know for sure Is that pain doesn't Feel real Unless it comes from within.
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 8:30 PM UTC
Wilt (MrM)
That means something Very different To both of us. The rushing water May work as your filter But we both know That to purge I need pain Blood To force out the hurt.
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Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 4:41 PM UTC
Purge (MrM)
What, then Do you recommend For reverberation Of the soul? When nature In all her glory Decides instead To turn the heavens Into an assault. Pouring thunder, Lightning Down my throat As I pour the dark Sludge of resentment From my ears In return.
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Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
Torrent (MrM)
A fair point, But you know me. I've never been good At drawing my own map. There's too many Straight lines. Besides, my hands shake Too much.
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Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 9:55 PM UTC
Navigate (MrM)
It's impossible to Build something Worth the effort If the pieces Won't go back Together
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 1:15 PM UTC
Flawed Construction (MrM)
No, not always. Without oxygen Or sufficient fuel The flames will die. Though I will be honest, There are flames I thought Had been extinguished, That I now think I make have been Mistaken about. I don't think gasoline would help. It tends to explode, And I'm already in so many peices.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 1:09 PM UTC
Lack of Air (MrM)