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amaya-danzy
amaya-danzy
I've tried to write about love but I just end up writing about hate. That's okay though, sometimes love stems from hate.
There is always someone over there in the corner maybe it's just a dresser and maybe it's just me.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
Ghost Stories
My love is not the overwhelming kind. It doesn't devour my insides and corrode my thoughts. It creeps silently along the edges of my brain, attacking at moments of weakness.
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Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC
Overwhelming Kind
As the blood runs down the drain I begin to wonder why me? Why this life? A life full of saddens and fake smiles. No one notices the darkness when you try to shed light. But the shadows always win. The creep around the edges and close in. When they take over, darkness is all that is left. Everyone can see what you've been trying to hide. They don't care, though. They know the sadness will leave this time. But it didn't. The darkness stayed until it suffocated me. Leaving a shell of a person. Why didn't they help me? Am I not as good as their perfect daughter? One wrong move and it all falls apart. No one believes in you. You're just a stupid ***** No better than your mother. As the blood dries, so do the tears. I want to run like a faucet, letting everything out until I'm empty.
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
Like Mother, Like Daughter
Light a candle in the night for me Hide it so no one else can see. Save me from this drowning pool People may say you're a lovesick fool. Drag your knife across my heart Poke and **** at me until I'm torn apart. I may forget your face one day But the memory of you will always stay.
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 5:28 AM UTC
Forever. Always.
As the war rang out around us We sat still. We would not fight back our silence is enough. They try to put us in our place but we will never fit into their box. Our will is too strong. Our brothers and sisters will continue to fight until the very last breath. We will fight with peace on our minds but they fight with hate on their lips. They will beat, bruise, and bury us. Yet we will still carry on. Even as our brothers die before us we mustn't give up until this is equality for all.
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:18 AM UTC
Carry On
*Into the night we fled, only following the shadows ahead. We no longer fear the dark this is just an eclipse of the heart.*
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
Blind
Petals in the wind Take me for a spin. Blow me away So the fears can't stay. Grass grows greener As her words turn meaner. Sky stays blue I'll keep true Until the grave takes you. Butterflies gather 'round As my thoughts leave town. Father doesn't care. All he does is stare. Leaves burn to a crisp, Reminding me of all I missed. You didn't protect me. Never where you should be, I was alone in this world You only thought of me as a little girl. Ray beams of sun. Look what you've done. I can't be fixed, When your hearts in the mix. Locked in my head Every book I've ever read. There's a story of a girl Who couldn't handle the real world. I made my own reality; To deal with his harsh brutality. Other children have toys, But I only have head noise. The people in my dreams Make life better than it seems. No one understands Why I can’t deal with the demands. Imagining helps me escape From this terrible place. All I had to do was make haste. But my feet were made of past.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 7:57 PM UTC
Unable to Break Free
*I want my blood to bleed red on the white snow I want the snow to kiss my skin And wash away my tears. As my thoughts drift away Remembering things we've done I wish to see your face.*
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
Bleeding Red
I saw a boy crying in the shadows He asked me "why?" I replied "time" He nodded as if he understood. He paused for a moment and asked "Time?" I replied "part of your imagination"
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
Timeless Shadows
Humans need not forget, but remember all the fallen. Every dying breath that made that way for your next one. How will you you live the life so many gave up? How will you sleep at night knowing many are sleepless? Everyone has a past; some may even run from it. As long as you don’t look back Time, as meaningless as it is, will continue to move forward.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
Remember the Fallen