eleanor-b - Hello Poetry

1 word. 7 letters. 7 underrated letters. 7 deadly letters. Without any early alert. 'Goodbye' is a word i hate. It's final. Without any going back. 'Goodbye' can never be good. You, 6 feet under the ground can never be good.

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Jul 3, 2017

Jul 3, 2017 at 10:13 AM UTC

(Good)bye

1 word. 7 letters. 7 underrated letters. 7 deadly letters. Without any early alert. 'Goodbye' is a word i hate. It's final. Without any going back. 'Goodbye' can never be good. You, 6 feet under the ground can never be good.

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It is raining right now. And i am reminded by all of our moments in the rain and how we always forgot to bring umbrellas and we would freeze in some abandoned place for hours, laughing. And after 3 months, since... the incident happened.. I think of you and i smile.

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Jun 14, 2017

Jun 14, 2017 at 1:00 PM UTC

Rain

It is raining right now. And i am reminded by all of our moments in the rain and how we always forgot to bring umbrellas and we would freeze in some abandoned place for hours, laughing. And after 3 months, since... the incident happened.. I think of you and i smile.

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I saw you today, And i hugged you, And for a minute Everything was o k a y.

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May 31, 2017

May 31, 2017 at 10:07 AM UTC

You

I saw you today, And i hugged you, And for a minute Everything was o k a y.

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Depression is a contagious disease. Once it finished you, it came to me.

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Apr 27, 2017

Apr 27, 2017 at 2:45 PM UTC

Depression

Depression is a contagious disease. Once it finished you, it came to me.

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How did we become ...this? -e.b

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Apr 1, 2017

Apr 1, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC

3 A.M

How did we become ...this? -e.b

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I picture you, Going to the bathroom, You locked the door, Took a blade, Deciding there is no way back. Now, All i can see is red, And your empty face, That only yesterday was full with grace. I can hear the screams Of your parents, My own scream, When they told me that You are gone. I can hear the voices in your head. I want it to stop. I want to stop crying. I want to stop crying. I want to stop crying. I want to stop replaying all these moments in my head, Again and Again And again. Please stop this movie! Stop it.. stop it! Please! , Before i, on my own will break. I miss you. I want you to come back. Please come back. I need you.

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Mar 20, 2017

Mar 20, 2017 at 9:00 AM UTC

Suicide Picture

I picture you, Going to the bathroom, You locked the door, Took a blade, Deciding there is no way back. Now, All i can see is red, And your empty face, That only yesterday was full with grace. I can hear the screams Of your parents, My own scream, When they told me that You are gone. I can hear the voices in your head. I want it to stop. I want to stop crying. I want to stop crying. I want to stop crying. I want to stop replaying all these moments in my head, Again and Again And again. Please stop this movie! Stop it.. stop it! Please! , Before i, on my own will break. I miss you. I want you to come back. Please come back. I need you.

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I might not be the smartest I might not be the prettiest I might not be the thinnest I might not be the most talented I might not be the sportiest I might not be the most popular I might not be the most stable I might not be the strongest I might not be the best at everything I am not prefect... But somehow That's okay. -e.b

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Oct 1, 2016

Oct 1, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC

Me

I might not be the smartest I might not be the prettiest I might not be the thinnest I might not be the most talented I might not be the sportiest I might not be the most popular I might not be the most stable I might not be the strongest I might not be the best at everything I am not prefect... But somehow That's okay. -e.b

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Every night, If you'll look closely enough at the sky, You could see the thousands of Iranian children silently, Walking trough the minefield, With plastic keys hanging from their necks that were promised to bring them to paradise, When the mines will explode.

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Aug 30, 2016

Aug 30, 2016 at 4:37 PM UTC

Plastic Keys To Paradise

Every night, If you'll look closely enough at the sky, You could see the thousands of Iranian children silently, Walking trough the minefield, With plastic keys hanging from their necks that were promised to bring them to paradise, When the mines will explode.

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Dearest dear, if you'll look closely enough, you will understand that last night was a comedy, But... very word, every thought, and every emotion come back to one core problem:life is meaningless. But... I begin to hear voices again, and I can't seem to concentrate. But... Relax-it won't hurt. But... Loving you is really hard! But.. Hey mom, I'm sorry if my blood stained your favorite carpet. But.. I'm hanging out in the garage. Literally! But. P.S I'm really sorry

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Jul 28, 2016

Jul 28, 2016 at 5:47 AM UTC

Suicide Note(s)

Dearest dear, if you'll look closely enough, you will understand that last night was a comedy, But... very word, every thought, and every emotion come back to one core problem:life is meaningless. But... I begin to hear voices again, and I can't seem to concentrate. But... Relax-it won't hurt. But... Loving you is really hard! But.. Hey mom, I'm sorry if my blood stained your favorite carpet. But.. I'm hanging out in the garage. Literally! But. P.S I'm really sorry

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You saved me , you made A smile on my face And then You left, Leaving me broken. Then, I got Sad. And now there is blood on my wrists.

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Jul 13, 2016

Jul 13, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC

Back To Sad (Black)

You saved me , you made A smile on my face And then You left, Leaving me broken. Then, I got Sad. And now there is blood on my wrists.

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