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emmaleigh
emmaleigh
how do i turn e v e r y little emotion o f f?
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 1:27 AM UTC
Untitled
i don't ever want you to let me go but i don't know if you really have me at all
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
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i want to go back f o u r months and stay tucked between the sheets in the comfort of the unknown before i met you- before you changed me- before you ruined me i want to go back s i x months and beg you to stay- to grovel at your feet and make me okay before i let you slip away- before i let me lose my way i want to go back 1 0 months to know what i now know before you changed my mind- before you brought me back to life i want to go back f o u r t e e n years and freeze time- to be innocent- before my light turned dark- to know not what i now know- before my mind met destruction i want to go back t w e n t y years and erase the future- to erase the pain- b a c k before coming to existence in a place measured by time- before life was an en d l e s s stretch and death was a goal- before life was a burden- before knowing a meaningless existence- before corruption consumed me but truly i need to go back ten months- when you, only you were capable of soothing my thoughts- when you pulled me out of the dark to show me the light as if the sun was suspended in a endless night sky i need to go back six months- and tell you to stay- to tell you that when you leave i, too, would go away- just six months- before i let who i was with you disappear- before i welcomed the negativity- before i let it consume me- before i met the boy who ruined me
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
turning back time
where is my head? it has disappeard it's been picked and prodded it's been shattered and knotted come find me i'm l o s t endlessly searching for any thoughts
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 11:02 AM UTC
where is my head?
trying to push sound out of silence is a daunting task waiting, for words, for sound, for noise, for you because I will endlessly listen to the cacophony, the racket surrounding me until it is no longer just noise I hear but your voice in my ears I will spend the rest of time waiting for the silence to turn to sound
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
muted
we are all lost blindly searching for meaning in a life where meaning is a nine-five job, a house left alone, an engine for mobility does the search ever end? is being lost searching hopelessly for death? is being lost the potential to live? or really just that? misplaced? is it anything at all? or n o t h i n g . is it an escape? is searching for meaning being astray? being found? or created? created from the pursuit, from the struggle, *from the meaningless glide from moment to moment knowing only that death is certain*
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 3:33 PM UTC
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where did i go? where there was once ravenous light there is now only a soft, dull, burning  glow
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
lost soul
you were the sun that turned my darkness into light and you were the wind that blew away all of my fright you held my head so softly you gave me sight but now the sun and the wind are as dark as night
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
Untitled
do you not understand that i would follow you to the end of eternity to bask in your warmth? do you not understand that i would spend the rest of my life giving you all the love i am able? do you not understand that you are my reason for happiness? my means to survival? do you not understand that i gave myself to you when i had nothing in me? do you not understand that when you walked away i turned hollow? that everything you showed me and everything you poured into me was stripped from my being the moment you turned you head? because, my love, i understand that you and only you are able to put my broken body back together only you are capable of giving me air to breathe, heat to stay warm, and happiness to survive
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Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
do you not understand?
my old friend is creeping back in, what did i do to deserve this again? my old friend, you gnawed on my mind you ripped and tore until i went blind my old friend why are you here? i was feeling again and then you appear let me be can you not see that you are slowly killing me?
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
my old friend