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You are a beautiful creature, but I couldn't tell you. You're eight miles high and I'm here on earth. There are some things you never say To some people. Then there are some things you never say, but you whisper them. Not a word leaves your mouth but your atoms vibrate with it.

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Apr 27, 2013

Apr 27, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC

Whisper

You are a beautiful creature, but I couldn't tell you. You're eight miles high and I'm here on earth. There are some things you never say To some people. Then there are some things you never say, but you whisper them. Not a word leaves your mouth but your atoms vibrate with it.

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Listen Listen You'll hear more than they say Closer Closer Don't turn away Hearts are aching for what you will say Speak for those who are too afraid A glance speaks volumes a solemn look That no one was supposed to see Nothing they'd say But without words

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Apr 23, 2013

Apr 23, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC

Listen

Listen Listen You'll hear more than they say Closer Closer Don't turn away Hearts are aching for what you will say Speak for those who are too afraid A glance speaks volumes a solemn look That no one was supposed to see Nothing they'd say But without words

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There They're Sitting alone again With a book a pen They're There Hiding With a world You've yet to see

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Apr 23, 2013

Apr 23, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC

There

There They're Sitting alone again With a book a pen They're There Hiding With a world You've yet to see

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We are broken. We are tattered. We are scattered. We are bruised. We have hurt. We have anger. We have hate. We are jealous. We are spiteful. We are judging. We are judged. We have conflict. We have egos. We have pain. We have pride. We are lonely. We are lost. We have scars We are jaded We have lived. We have loved. We have smiled. We have laughed. We have dreamed. We are living. We are growing. We are learning. We have joy. We have time. We have passion. We have opportunities. We are young. We must live.

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Apr 20, 2013

Apr 20, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC

We are Young.

We are broken. We are tattered. We are scattered. We are bruised. We have hurt. We have anger. We have hate. We are jealous. We are spiteful. We are judging. We are judged. We have conflict. We have egos. We have pain. We have pride. We are lonely. We are lost. We have scars We are jaded We have lived. We have loved. We have smiled. We have laughed. We have dreamed. We are living. We are growing. We are learning. We have joy. We have time. We have passion. We have opportunities. We are young. We must live.

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On these days With no light Mental haze Or is it night With shells a blaze eyes glowing bright and bodies lain on blankets of white No tears of joy are shed today Let to employ this hostile way The way of savage and man alike When we digress to a lower life instinct locks in when death is nigh don't fight to win but to survive it is no problem to stomach this filth Knowing that battle turns all to silt

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Nov 9, 2011

Nov 9, 2011 at 11:00 AM UTC

Paint the sky red

On these days With no light Mental haze Or is it night With shells a blaze eyes glowing bright and bodies lain on blankets of white No tears of joy are shed today Let to employ this hostile way The way of savage and man alike When we digress to a lower life instinct locks in when death is nigh don't fight to win but to survive it is no problem to stomach this filth Knowing that battle turns all to silt

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Don't you dare tell me I'm free Then laugh when I do something wrong Don't tell me you trust and you believe Then show me you lied all along You tell me she tried, so hard that she cried But what you don't know is what was inside of me with you there was so much more than you had thought No I wouldn't tell there was far too much And for me you don't know how hard that was I couldn't share, it wasn't yours, now I know you care, but what for? And you couldn't have told me sooner either just kept it behind my back I hope you two had a lot of laughs with that joke you pulled a couple weeks back The one where you both faked to care about a person you both wished wasn't there You told me you'd say if something were wrong you lied. You told me I was free to live as I want you lied. If there was someone else, you told me you'd tell I'm not surprised you lied. You told me you valued honesty. You love, you crave, transparency. I don't believe a word of this mess Darling dear, I am skeptical at best.

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Nov 9, 2011

Nov 9, 2011 at 10:58 AM UTC

Don't you dare

Don't you dare tell me I'm free Then laugh when I do something wrong Don't tell me you trust and you believe Then show me you lied all along You tell me she tried, so hard that she cried But what you don't know is what was inside of me with you there was so much more than you had thought No I wouldn't tell there was far too much And for me you don't know how hard that was I couldn't share, it wasn't yours, now I know you care, but what for? And you couldn't have told me sooner either just kept it behind my back I hope you two had a lot of laughs with that joke you pulled a couple weeks back The one where you both faked to care about a person you both wished wasn't there You told me you'd say if something were wrong you lied. You told me I was free to live as I want you lied. If there was someone else, you told me you'd tell I'm not surprised you lied. You told me you valued honesty. You love, you crave, transparency. I don't believe a word of this mess Darling dear, I am skeptical at best.

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I hate that you preach transparency I cannot take you legitimately Not as what you say you are Not as what you should be. I’d rather rip my own eyes out And relieve myself of ears Then reread one more single word Of your unjustified fears I’d like for you to gain a sense Of responsibility Not for your possessions rather your morality For your fickle fated longing For your nauseating pride For the lack of a new dawning In your juvenile eyes Though yet I know what to expect Your verbal sludge takes its toll How did you gain anyone’s respect with your corroded soul?

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Aug 21, 2011

Aug 21, 2011 at 11:44 PM UTC

Corroded soul

I hate that you preach transparency I cannot take you legitimately Not as what you say you are Not as what you should be. I’d rather rip my own eyes out And relieve myself of ears Then reread one more single word Of your unjustified fears I’d like for you to gain a sense Of responsibility Not for your possessions rather your morality For your fickle fated longing For your nauseating pride For the lack of a new dawning In your juvenile eyes Though yet I know what to expect Your verbal sludge takes its toll How did you gain anyone’s respect with your corroded soul?

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Wrapped in silence with comforting care utmost condolence for timely despair These sighing walls Contracting with terror Gasping for sanity and the less of your error they want nothing else Nothing more of you And no one will tell until you choose Lets say you err yet again cut the wrong wire attach the wrong ends who is to say it will not explode as it were, would your life erode? Fall into the grey monotony never to achieve all that you can be.

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Jul 19, 2011

Jul 19, 2011 at 7:55 PM UTC

Stagnant

Wrapped in silence with comforting care utmost condolence for timely despair These sighing walls Contracting with terror Gasping for sanity and the less of your error they want nothing else Nothing more of you And no one will tell until you choose Lets say you err yet again cut the wrong wire attach the wrong ends who is to say it will not explode as it were, would your life erode? Fall into the grey monotony never to achieve all that you can be.

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Tantalizing texture the feel of your skin philosophical grandeur your wit spread thin too much touch not enough the erratic tempo of your tell tale heart undistinguished symbols bewildering marks the mystery of youth innocent truth focusing real now trembling hands to hold me close with nothing planned our thoughts erode enveloped in a moment while time ceases to exist with every breath expanding the knot in your chest nerves are getting better the best of you words so demure was nothing so true so uncorrupted pure and plain how something so wonderful could I have obtained?

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Jul 19, 2011

Jul 19, 2011 at 7:54 PM UTC

Where are you now?

Tantalizing texture the feel of your skin philosophical grandeur your wit spread thin too much touch not enough the erratic tempo of your tell tale heart undistinguished symbols bewildering marks the mystery of youth innocent truth focusing real now trembling hands to hold me close with nothing planned our thoughts erode enveloped in a moment while time ceases to exist with every breath expanding the knot in your chest nerves are getting better the best of you words so demure was nothing so true so uncorrupted pure and plain how something so wonderful could I have obtained?

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Beat me down I'll return just please don't stop I don't deserve your grace even your harshest touch But oh how I adore just to feel your warmth crawling back creeping wounded but oh how I adore just to feel your warmth simple sentiments mixed razors edge collapsing silhouettes absentmindedly dead

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Jul 19, 2011

Jul 19, 2011 at 7:53 PM UTC

No thoughts

Beat me down I'll return just please don't stop I don't deserve your grace even your harshest touch But oh how I adore just to feel your warmth crawling back creeping wounded but oh how I adore just to feel your warmth simple sentiments mixed razors edge collapsing silhouettes absentmindedly dead

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