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lauren-14
lauren-14
American
BUT IF EVERY SCAR TELLS A STORY I COULD WRITE YOU A ******* BOOK. GOD KNOWS YOU WOULDNT OPEN IT TO SEE WHATS IN SIDE. YOUD PRAY THE PAGES WOULD RIP THEMSELFS OUT BECAUSE ITS EASIER THAN ASKING IF IM OKAY. AM I OKAY?
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Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 9:34 PM UTC
Book
You told me to write you a poem I don't think you realized what I write I told you " break my heart first" I don't think I realized you already had You told my countless times to be okay I told you numberous times I try to be I don't think you realize I want to die I don't think I realized I *** dead already
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
A fix your heart poem
But God, there's got to be a reason why you made the flowers start to wilt and the sun to dim just as much as the hearts and souls of young children began to rot.
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 1:23 PM UTC
Untitled
But I don't care if in his eyes all he sees are forrest fires and the deep sea, I just want to be burning to ashes or maybe have an anchor around my neck
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
Cullen
a world where people don't actually have hearts, the just have an ***** pumping blood and keeping them alive in which they have no feelings and walk around aimlessly without the despritiveness for another soul and in emptiness in their stomachs where butterflies should be
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
Untitled
i haven't written in so long, because i'm truly happy and have no clue how to write about happiness..
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
Untitled
the happiness overcame the painful side of me the parts the even he couldn't fix had vanished
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:53 PM UTC
update
the ocean is over flowing in my heart and waves crash down bringing debris into the once beautiful shore. So, save your love for someone who doesn't know reality yet
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 1:12 AM UTC
Debris
WAS IT THE FEAR THAT SHOT YOU DOWN OR WAS IT HIM HOLDING A GUN AND PULLING THE **** TRIGGER
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
Untitled
But the thing that gives you the slightest hope that makes you keep holding on is after he says he's never loved you, his kisses graze your neck and sends chills down your spine making your toes go numb
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
Chills