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dayana
dayana
I'll be always me No matter where we'll be Living in a palace or under a tree I'm me as long as you're with me. I'll be always me, Even if we don't stay as we I'll never forget the good you've done Even if it hurts to know you're gone I'll be always me That's what I said when you were there for me Cause if you came back you'll find the same me you left before I'll be always me, do I need to roar?
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 4:20 AM UTC
As long as you're with me.
You distracted me from people People who really mattered, and always will You distracted me from the greatness of my life My true and initial life You brought upon what you assumed I wanted What you assumed I needed But dear, you were wrong Oh how wrong For all the mess you caused petrified me And left you astounded so you decided to leave You left me behind in a fire you started Dry out of the water But hey, It's my fault, for standing too close to the fuel...
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
Betrayer
I wrote about you, day and night You are my moon, you are my sun I wished for the day when we would finally unite Like the stars in the galaxy, shining bright I was dreading the fact that the day might never come When you wrap me in your arms and tell me it's fine When you utter those words and protect me for life My dread was increasing, my hopes were decreasing I slowly shattered into a deep despair Losing all senses of a fulfilled life and hope I thought that the fantasies and dreams in my head are unrealistic and are merely an illusion But then there you were, my protector, my hero You grabbed me right at the end of the cliff and held me tight You reassured and brought my soul back to life You were my protector, and I was yours We are now, now and forever, inseparable For we suffered too long in the absence of one another
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC
My Soulmate
I used to walk in a garden that blossomed It blossomed with the finest of trees and flowers I saw everything in the happiest light and life, was a walk in the park Never did I think there's a dark side to it all Cruelty Selfishness Abandonment Lies ....and everything else The garden withered The walls keeping away the negativity broke down The little happy girl no longer walked in her garden She sadly sat in the darkness and despair of her room, her soul Hopelessly she scolded herself Without any hope she still wishes for a happy end anyway.
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Blossoming Garden
there are poems raging through my head they burn me inside out but if i were to write them down they'd burn the paper and the reader just the same as they burn my soul
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 5:40 AM UTC
Writing Poetry
Through tears she screams her story In love we find her hate With shivers, she finds her warmth She's skinny, but only sees weight She's a fire that craves water A sunbeam wanting rain She doesn't like to be hurt But enjoys all the pain When quiet, she is her loudest Alive, but feels so dead In a crowd, she gets so lonely Thinking words unsaid Someone wake her up She's been asleep too long When will people notice That there's clearly something wrong? Her heart beats more slowly As they still fail to see That the more alive she is The deader she wants to be She lies her head down tonight Closing her eyes so sore Stop the restless nights And sleep forever more
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC
Insomnia
she’s lying in bed hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds of her soul the sounds of her soul sobbing her heart is cracking with every little sob every moment she remembers everything that happened the pain increases the tears roll down her rosy cheeks her heart is so broken yet she loves so lovingly like no one ever before like she was never hurt before but she lies in bed, knowing she’s a waste of space a breathing dead walking this earth she hates herself for doing what she did and she can never hate another more than she hates herself for her unknowing soul and broken heart are withered exhausted.
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
Exhausted
I sit on the wet grass after the rain watching the sun slowly rise the birds begin to chirp and the moon is already hidden if there is something I would want to catch it would be the moon but every night I watch it hide, doing nothing about it without the moon, there’s no night no time to be alone in a soundless room with loud thoughts no time to be alone, trapped within your own self you have to put on a show put on a happy face to show the world, that you are strong but its the moon its the night, which sees the true sadness that fills your soul and no matter how far you run you’re always a prisoner of your own mind
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
Moon
I see the way you look with those brown innocent eyes The eyes that see the world in it's best light You see the world in a point of view which i yet have to unravel The way you look up at the sun, forming crinkles around your face The way you look up from the ground, to take a short little glimpse Your eyes, they magnify at the positives and only see the best in everything The beauty of this world and the true hidden person within can only be seen by someone like you
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
Brown Eyes
You pull yourself away And drag everybody along Along the road of misery and misleadingness Some know it's all your lies Some know it's all your mask But wait a little longer, the light is creaking in For the mask is pealing off and the devil is revealing And the time will come, when everyone will see The true face of the misleading
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
The misleading