andrea-armstrong - Hello Poetry

The feeling of loneliness is slowly crawling back up my spine, to my brain, down to my heart, about my legs, on down to my toes and back around again. A viscous cycle. Cruel? I think not! Over, never. Round & round I go, till it gets tired. Or I eventually go numb.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 12:24 AM UTC

Dead of the Feeling

The feeling of loneliness is slowly crawling back up my spine, to my brain, down to my heart, about my legs, on down to my toes and back around again. A viscous cycle. Cruel? I think not! Over, never. Round & round I go, till it gets tired. Or I eventually go numb.

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" Sometimes you have to burn it all, Break the foundation and start brand new. To get where you are going is never an easy task. The only part that will hurt you is keeping what you can't Salvage. "

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Dec 21, 2018

Dec 21, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC

" Salut"

" Sometimes you have to burn it all, Break the foundation and start brand new. To get where you are going is never an easy task. The only part that will hurt you is keeping what you can't Salvage. "

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It's true, not many knew her. Why she acted the way she did. Not even her own parents could figure her out. But, she always said that meant she was doing a great job at being different, something the world forbids. She was always misunderstood, but she never had a care to give. R.I.P. For The That Never Really Cared.

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Jul 24, 2017

Jul 24, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC

" Funeral"

It's true, not many knew her. Why she acted the way she did. Not even her own parents could figure her out. But, she always said that meant she was doing a great job at being different, something the world forbids. She was always misunderstood, but she never had a care to give. R.I.P. For The That Never Really Cared.

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Different diaries, same sad stories Hear them calling, late in the night Devils haunt me, they all want All I can do is let them inside Right from the flame, into the fire Have a cigarette, black my coffee Say a prayer for you, just to **** time No, I won't lose, I'm not confused I'm so consumed, I'm raging and violent

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Oct 25, 2015

Oct 25, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC

"Everything Burns"

Different diaries, same sad stories Hear them calling, late in the night Devils haunt me, they all want All I can do is let them inside Right from the flame, into the fire Have a cigarette, black my coffee Say a prayer for you, just to **** time No, I won't lose, I'm not confused I'm so consumed, I'm raging and violent

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I would rather be dying on a forest floor, Then to be behind bars that hold me captive.

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Sep 24, 2015

Sep 24, 2015 at 8:09 PM UTC

"Dʏɩŋɠ ɷʆ Fɾҽҽɖɷm"

I would rather be dying on a forest floor, Then to be behind bars that hold me captive.

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You inspire me to keep writing. You inspire me to continue fighting for what "I" belive in. You make me want to prove you wrong. To show you I'm so much more than a torn page in a book. To show you everything I do doesn't come from a dark place. What I listen to, what I write & what I say. You belive it comes from an evil place. Why? Song: James Arthur X By: Long Live The King

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC

Inspiration

You inspire me to keep writing. You inspire me to continue fighting for what "I" belive in. You make me want to prove you wrong. To show you I'm so much more than a torn page in a book. To show you everything I do doesn't come from a dark place. What I listen to, what I write & what I say. You belive it comes from an evil place. Why? Song: James Arthur X By: Long Live The King

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Negativity comes in many forms. Positivity comes in many more forms. It's just a point of knowing one from the other. Song: Losing Sight By: Memphis May Fire

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC

" The Knowing "

Negativity comes in many forms. Positivity comes in many more forms. It's just a point of knowing one from the other. Song: Losing Sight By: Memphis May Fire

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" When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sandpaper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit, in the end, you end up polished, and they end up useless. - Andy Biersack Song: Ritual By: Black Veil Brides

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC

Untitled

" When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sandpaper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit, in the end, you end up polished, and they end up useless. - Andy Biersack Song: Ritual By: Black Veil Brides

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I watch you go down in the winter. But, I watch you come up in the summer. Your some how unpredictable, but yet your still bright. You set my rainy day aflame, even if I didn't ask. You are my flame, you are my Sųŋ.

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Jun 4, 2015

Jun 4, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC

"The Sųŋ"

I watch you go down in the winter. But, I watch you come up in the summer. Your some how unpredictable, but yet your still bright. You set my rainy day aflame, even if I didn't ask. You are my flame, you are my Sųŋ.

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Tɦɛ ɮɛst tɦɨռɢs tɦat ɨռ ʟɨʄɛ aʀɛ ռօt ʄʀɛɛ. Tɦɛʀɛ ɨs aʟաaʏs a քʀɨċɛ tօ քaʏ, ɛʋɛռ ʄօʀ tɦɛ sʍaʟʟɛst օʄ tɦɨռɢs. Yօʊ aʟաaʏs ɦaʋɛ tօ աօʀҡ ʄօʀ աɦat ʏօʊ աaռt, ɮɛċaʊsɛ tɦɛʏ աօռ't ċօʍɛ ɛasʏ. Nօtɦɨռɢ ɨռ ʟɨʄɛ ɨs ɛasʏ.

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Jun 1, 2015

Jun 1, 2015 at 7:03 PM UTC

"The Best Things In Life"

Tɦɛ ɮɛst tɦɨռɢs tɦat ɨռ ʟɨʄɛ aʀɛ ռօt ʄʀɛɛ. Tɦɛʀɛ ɨs aʟաaʏs a քʀɨċɛ tօ քaʏ, ɛʋɛռ ʄօʀ tɦɛ sʍaʟʟɛst օʄ tɦɨռɢs. Yօʊ aʟաaʏs ɦaʋɛ tօ աօʀҡ ʄօʀ աɦat ʏօʊ աaռt, ɮɛċaʊsɛ tɦɛʏ աօռ't ċօʍɛ ɛasʏ. Nօtɦɨռɢ ɨռ ʟɨʄɛ ɨs ɛasʏ.

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