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karla-grau
karla-grau
La vie est très court pour pleurer sur les garçons et ne buvez pas bon café ou thé ou lire des bons livres.|| cancun-15yearsold-
I feel like i lost myself seeking my desires Instead of winning I Just Lost Myself Who am I anymore ? -( 23:41)
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
Broken
I've written myself in those poems;poems that were dedicated for you. Now I realise you just stole my passion for the world and the beauty I used to contemplate in art and everything that surrounded me. You know what? **** you I can and I will live without you, yes it's cold but you get used to it .
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
burned words
I thought that when waking up I was going to forget it all. Forget the pain and my tears,like I did every time you decided to hurt me unconsciously. This time I know you are conscious. Conscious of the way it tears my heart and how numb my body feels. I guess I should have known this from the beginning, but I decided to fool myself or at least pretended that you felt the same way I do...did you at least love me for a second? Those words were honey that got bitter by the time you lost your sparkle in your words and your eyes turned evil. I guess I'm a fool Because I still love you
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
Day 6 you left
i lost myself in you. i forgot my favorite song, my favorite movie, my favorite place to go , my favorite food, and i realized everything i loved was not really mine but yours and that is not the way things should be.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
I lost myself in you
“I read a poem
the other day about how
our liver
replaces itself
after 5 months, our lungs
after 3 weeks and our skin
after 27 days I laughed
about how
absurd such
facts were because it has been 7 months and I can still feel
your presence in my body
your kisses on my hips
and your breath on my neck and trust me
I tried to **** as many cells
as I could
after you left to try to get you
the **** out of
my veins I poisoned my liver
nearly every day
with cheap alcohol and smoked so many cigarettes
I heard my lungs begging me
to stop the other night and I let too many boys undress me
and touch my skin
with their ***** ***** hands simply because
I hoped their presence
would force your ghost to get
out of my bed
out of my life
and out of my mind but still
I can hear the echoes
of your footsteps
as you are running
in my brain and it is driving
me insane because when I was 7 years old
my father took me fishing
and made me promise I’d never let anyone
get under my skin yet here I am
13 years later destroying myself
to try to forget how you destroyed me
after telling me for a year
how much you loved me and I can’t help but imagine
how horrified my father 
would be to see his baby girl
killing herself slowly but what he could not understand
is that if I drink too much
or smoke too much it is only to stop your ghost
from growing and growing like the cancer
that 
took
him
away
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC
Under my skin
“I read a poem
the other day about how
our liver
replaces itself
after 5 months, our lungs
after 3 weeks and our skin
after 27 days I laughed
about how
absurd such
facts were because it has been 7 months and I can still feel
your presence in my body
your kisses on my hips
and your breath on my neck and trust me
I tried to **** as many cells
as I could
after you left to try to get you
the **** out of
my veins I poisoned my liver
nearly every day
with cheap alcohol and smoked so many cigarettes
I heard my lungs begging me
to stop the other night and I let too many boys undress me
and touch my skin
with their ***** ***** hands simply because
I hoped their presence
would force your ghost to get
out of my bed
out of my life
and out of my mind but still
I can hear the echoes
of your footsteps
as you are running
in my brain and it is driving
me insane because when I was 7 years old
my father took me fishing
and made me promise I’d never let anyone
get under my skin yet here I am
13 years later destroying myself
to try to forget how you destroyed me
after telling me for a year
how much you loved me and I can’t help but imagine
how horrified my father 
would be to see his baby girl
killing herself slowly but what he could not understand
is that if I drink too much
or smoke too much it is only to stop your ghost
from growing and growing like the cancer
that 
took
him
away
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I am Strong because I have loved you for this long because I am able to look to you with another because I've spent all these days without being with you because I still loved you even though you would not love me back because I went through all this pain without you even knowing because I wrote my heart out, breaking it over and over again because I looked into your eyes and deceived myself with false hope because I've had nightmares of you, believing they were dreams and because  I Love You Yes, I am Strong...                                                                                                                      ...just not Strong enough to tell you                                                                                                                                               I Love You.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
True Strength
"It's funny how a coincidence it was that the day I realise my heart was broken, phone got broken too. Ironically it was a rainy day. I decided I was going to walk under it as a metaphor to confront my problems. It was matter of seconds that I decided to shelter myself. I guessed it means I can't really get over my problems in the same way I cant walk under the rain because it hurts. And I guess it hurts because I'm human and I did love you and I guess I still do. " -k.g. 00:19 am
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
Day 5 you left
I love you I love you I love you I love you with every single word of it With every sigh it contains With every tear that runs down my cheek. Because now I realise I was just part of your game, I don't blame you You never mentioned the L word and I did. I guessed I was so foolished with the thought of you in my heart. But now that you used me ,the joy in your charisma is gone. We used to talk everyday, everytime. It's been the first 5 days without you And I can't take it anymore Good bye my almost lover
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:59 AM UTC
Almost lover
Its funny I just change the way people call me As a fresh start A fresh beginning But it's true it won't change my past I don't care anymore Or at least that's what I'm trying
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
(...)
Two weeks before summer you left. I bleached my hair and thoughts while you were away I grew tired, impatient on my own. A month later, I met someone new I thought he was nice and smart, I let him take your place and do the things that were yours to do because if I had gotten him flowers he would not have left them in my room and told me they would die in his.
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
Summertime Sadness