jamie-evans - Hello Poetry

Every day I wake up, wishing that it never happened.

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Mar 28, 2015

Mar 28, 2015 at 8:00 PM UTC

Every day I wake up, wishing that it never happened.

I used to scratch at my skin when I got anxious, When I'd see you, I'd scratch away like I was ripping into my veins so you can access my heart without me saying a word. Now I scratch at my skin to stop myself saying all of the things I want to say when I see you, and him, together.

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Mar 28, 2015

Mar 28, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC

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I used to scratch at my skin when I got anxious, When I'd see you, I'd scratch away like I was ripping into my veins so you can access my heart without me saying a word. Now I scratch at my skin to stop myself saying all of the things I want to say when I see you, and him, together.

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LOVE. *What the **** does that even mean?*

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 10:39 AM UTC

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LOVE. *What the **** does that even mean?*

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I can't see for the life of me Why there is a future ahead of me Unless I have an epiphany Or be the person I wish to be Then I think I should simply, die.

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Sep 13, 2014

Sep 13, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC

Why?

I can't see for the life of me Why there is a future ahead of me Unless I have an epiphany Or be the person I wish to be Then I think I should simply, die.

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When you see Satan tell him I said, "Hi, I'm sorry I haven't spoken in a while but I've been talking. I've been talking to God and he has so many stories. But yet none of them seem true. We never really hear your side of the argument."

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Sep 13, 2014

Sep 13, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC

A note to the devil.

When you see Satan tell him I said, "Hi, I'm sorry I haven't spoken in a while but I've been talking. I've been talking to God and he has so many stories. But yet none of them seem true. We never really hear your side of the argument."

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