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You sickening ***** why do you procrastinate in happiness? Why do you poison yourself with these emerald thoughts? Why, you only see milk white thighs and slender legs Plaguing your head with emeralds Why you're not beautiful, You're strange You're the different destiny sought out from an ill fated heartache You're the ***** used to forget the past Slender beauty, silky hair Flawless skin Why, you're the night to daylight With your dark untamed hair and marred skin Your extra weight Stupid ***** You're the gauze to the wound And you will never be more Because you're a damaged yet different creature among sparrows You walked yourself into this Because you loved And that's the price

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Dec 19, 2016

Dec 19, 2016 at 1:54 AM UTC

Emerald thoughts

You sickening ***** why do you procrastinate in happiness? Why do you poison yourself with these emerald thoughts? Why, you only see milk white thighs and slender legs Plaguing your head with emeralds Why you're not beautiful, You're strange You're the different destiny sought out from an ill fated heartache You're the ***** used to forget the past Slender beauty, silky hair Flawless skin Why, you're the night to daylight With your dark untamed hair and marred skin Your extra weight Stupid ***** You're the gauze to the wound And you will never be more Because you're a damaged yet different creature among sparrows You walked yourself into this Because you loved And that's the price

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Little did you know You had so much Coming your way, and so for everything to come together It must first fall apart And now I realize That's its experience, it's the ups and downs in life, it's decisions It's simply learning Growing It's wanting hard enough to try Gaining from that experience The strength and knowledge you didn't know You've always had To keep you going Striving And that's when you become who you are When you make a choice, and that choice is to become Awake

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Dec 4, 2016

Dec 4, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC

Growing

Little did you know You had so much Coming your way, and so for everything to come together It must first fall apart And now I realize That's its experience, it's the ups and downs in life, it's decisions It's simply learning Growing It's wanting hard enough to try Gaining from that experience The strength and knowledge you didn't know You've always had To keep you going Striving And that's when you become who you are When you make a choice, and that choice is to become Awake

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Stacking a thousand ladders over one another and piling dozens of chairs You still cant touch the moon You can only dream under it But the view from up here is closer than before and farther from the ground The air is colder up here And you feel more free And you are legitimately over those who walk And you realize that the only reason you feel free is because you feel you have the choice. The choice To let go of these railings And the realization that you are in control of your life That nothing's holding you down there That nothing's holding you up here But the will to hold on to life Or to let Go

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Nov 14, 2016

Nov 14, 2016 at 8:13 PM UTC

Suicide moon

Stacking a thousand ladders over one another and piling dozens of chairs You still cant touch the moon You can only dream under it But the view from up here is closer than before and farther from the ground The air is colder up here And you feel more free And you are legitimately over those who walk And you realize that the only reason you feel free is because you feel you have the choice. The choice To let go of these railings And the realization that you are in control of your life That nothing's holding you down there That nothing's holding you up here But the will to hold on to life Or to let Go

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I'm hurting I don't show it-I smile sunshines at you I laugh but inside I'm hurting so bad I look at your smiling face, hear your laughter, I smell your scent and imagine her doing the same and I'm hurting I hear your promises, your I love you's, your forevers and I'm hurting I know that once you looked at her the same way you look at me, that the things you do with me and the way you kiss me and by God I'm hurting Knowing you've discovered the unknown with her, that your writings and knowledge is from her, that at one point you gave her your heart so easily, that I'm just second I'm hurting that one day you can let go of me as easily as you let go of her, that one day you'll want to run back to her because she's given you more than I ever could My insides being ripped apart, my throat shut, my eyes pouring I'm hurting Because second place still doesn't win And that how I know I love you, although now I'm not even sure what love is

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Oct 10, 2016

Oct 10, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC

I'm Hurting

I'm hurting I don't show it-I smile sunshines at you I laugh but inside I'm hurting so bad I look at your smiling face, hear your laughter, I smell your scent and imagine her doing the same and I'm hurting I hear your promises, your I love you's, your forevers and I'm hurting I know that once you looked at her the same way you look at me, that the things you do with me and the way you kiss me and by God I'm hurting Knowing you've discovered the unknown with her, that your writings and knowledge is from her, that at one point you gave her your heart so easily, that I'm just second I'm hurting that one day you can let go of me as easily as you let go of her, that one day you'll want to run back to her because she's given you more than I ever could My insides being ripped apart, my throat shut, my eyes pouring I'm hurting Because second place still doesn't win And that how I know I love you, although now I'm not even sure what love is

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Eventually I became this child of Steel hard as a rock with no tender feel I became immune to the blows to my head as the tips of my welts that slightly bled the pain it faded and my shell grew weak but as my mind grew stronger I became this freak he said he'll teach me wrong from right but my rage grew stronger so I stood his fight I held no fear by the state of my eyes I no longer felt fear but wanted him to die

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Sep 29, 2016

Sep 29, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC

Child of stone

Eventually I became this child of Steel hard as a rock with no tender feel I became immune to the blows to my head as the tips of my welts that slightly bled the pain it faded and my shell grew weak but as my mind grew stronger I became this freak he said he'll teach me wrong from right but my rage grew stronger so I stood his fight I held no fear by the state of my eyes I no longer felt fear but wanted him to die

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You can't find a natural rose without thorns. Because once you've kissed a rose the thorns will make you bleed. It's up to you to find the ones worth bleeding for.

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Sep 28, 2016

Sep 28, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC

My Rose

You can't find a natural rose without thorns. Because once you've kissed a rose the thorns will make you bleed. It's up to you to find the ones worth bleeding for.

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As I opened my pack of starburst. I saw that I got a yellow one. Immediately I was upset because I was hoping to get a pink one. Then I realised that this mentality is polluting lots of people. Y'all sit here and want these pink starburst, but you overlook the yellow ones. So mainstream. Yeah the pink ones are good but the yellow ones are different. They have a little zing to them. I guess most people can't handle that. Don't stress over being a pink starburst. Embrace being a yellow or any other colour of starburst. You are different, and different is beautiful.

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Sep 26, 2016

Sep 26, 2016 at 6:23 PM UTC

Starburst

As I opened my pack of starburst. I saw that I got a yellow one. Immediately I was upset because I was hoping to get a pink one. Then I realised that this mentality is polluting lots of people. Y'all sit here and want these pink starburst, but you overlook the yellow ones. So mainstream. Yeah the pink ones are good but the yellow ones are different. They have a little zing to them. I guess most people can't handle that. Don't stress over being a pink starburst. Embrace being a yellow or any other colour of starburst. You are different, and different is beautiful.

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Days will pass, years will fly by, decades will follow suit. Tonight you'll look at the sky and realise that throughout all this time it hasn't changed. That under that same sky you've cried, laughed, loved, and lost. It's the same sky that you've fallen in love under, is the same sky that you've been broken under. And one day far away from today you'll look at the same sky and remember all you've lost, all you've gained, and all you've learned. That every star mapped across the sky is a memory. Like the scars mapped across your body. From learning to love freely to sharing that love. From conquering fears to all those tears. You'll remember all those who hurt, deceived, fractured, scarred and tormented you. And those who showed you once more what love is. And all those make memories. Every star is a reason why you are who you are today. Every insecurity, flinch, nightmare, and hesitation; every laugh, habit, dream, and lesson learned. But one night, you'll find that you've found that someone makes all those stars dim. Who has their own wounds but still chooses to heal yours. And that's how you know you've completed your sky. That's how you know you've found the best part of the night. Your moon.

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Sep 26, 2016

Sep 26, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC

Life

Days will pass, years will fly by, decades will follow suit. Tonight you'll look at the sky and realise that throughout all this time it hasn't changed. That under that same sky you've cried, laughed, loved, and lost. It's the same sky that you've fallen in love under, is the same sky that you've been broken under. And one day far away from today you'll look at the same sky and remember all you've lost, all you've gained, and all you've learned. That every star mapped across the sky is a memory. Like the scars mapped across your body. From learning to love freely to sharing that love. From conquering fears to all those tears. You'll remember all those who hurt, deceived, fractured, scarred and tormented you. And those who showed you once more what love is. And all those make memories. Every star is a reason why you are who you are today. Every insecurity, flinch, nightmare, and hesitation; every laugh, habit, dream, and lesson learned. But one night, you'll find that you've found that someone makes all those stars dim. Who has their own wounds but still chooses to heal yours. And that's how you know you've completed your sky. That's how you know you've found the best part of the night. Your moon.

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You smiled at me You held me close You promised me, looking me in the eye You took all I was You made me trust you You made me love you And now that you're gone, leaving behind my heart in a thousand pieces Which piece am I supposed to follow When I'm told Follow your heart

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Sep 24, 2016

Sep 24, 2016 at 3:21 AM UTC

Liar

You smiled at me You held me close You promised me, looking me in the eye You took all I was You made me trust you You made me love you And now that you're gone, leaving behind my heart in a thousand pieces Which piece am I supposed to follow When I'm told Follow your heart

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And humans enjoy pain. Because even when they are perfectly happy they always dig for what they don't want to find. First letting others tear you down, then you finish unconsciously tearing yourself down. Finally you're so unrealistically happy that you want to know all the negatives, Foolish human. You want to remember error after error marring life. And knowing you can't turn back time you make yourself angry, you make yourself hurt with knowledge that even if you could-you wouldn't have changed a thing. Yet you smile that bittersweet smile as you look back. There's no voices, it's just you. Tearing yourself apart. Because that's what you've learned. That's what you do best. Ignorant human Why didn't you know? You're a meat coated skeleton made of stardust. Like thousands more. You aren't the only little human. There's more-there will always be more. Time cannot erase what it's shaped. Time cannot change another souls' will to make unforeseen mistakes. Mistakes that harm. And you're marred. Marked by time. Marked by those mistakes. Aged. You angry, insecure, foolish, ignorant, little human. And even if you smile-Once more with this quaking pain you've brought on yourself. You chose this. And although all is forgiven and forgotten by those souls. You will always remember. You will alway regret. But you've been shaped-cannot be unshaped. You cannot turn back time. Once a raindrop falls it into the puddle it cannot come back out for as it fell time passed and the seconds aren't coming back. So now you accept it, although it hurts you remember Little idiotic human And so now you have sunlight with shadows, Nights with moonlight, happiness with agony, and life with death. You're haunted. Filled with self hatred. And you, you're just a sick human who enjoys pain

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Sep 18, 2016

Sep 18, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC

Human pain

And humans enjoy pain. Because even when they are perfectly happy they always dig for what they don't want to find. First letting others tear you down, then you finish unconsciously tearing yourself down. Finally you're so unrealistically happy that you want to know all the negatives, Foolish human. You want to remember error after error marring life. And knowing you can't turn back time you make yourself angry, you make yourself hurt with knowledge that even if you could-you wouldn't have changed a thing. Yet you smile that bittersweet smile as you look back. There's no voices, it's just you. Tearing yourself apart. Because that's what you've learned. That's what you do best. Ignorant human Why didn't you know? You're a meat coated skeleton made of stardust. Like thousands more. You aren't the only little human. There's more-there will always be more. Time cannot erase what it's shaped. Time cannot change another souls' will to make unforeseen mistakes. Mistakes that harm. And you're marred. Marked by time. Marked by those mistakes. Aged. You angry, insecure, foolish, ignorant, little human. And even if you smile-Once more with this quaking pain you've brought on yourself. You chose this. And although all is forgiven and forgotten by those souls. You will always remember. You will alway regret. But you've been shaped-cannot be unshaped. You cannot turn back time. Once a raindrop falls it into the puddle it cannot come back out for as it fell time passed and the seconds aren't coming back. So now you accept it, although it hurts you remember Little idiotic human And so now you have sunlight with shadows, Nights with moonlight, happiness with agony, and life with death. You're haunted. Filled with self hatred. And you, you're just a sick human who enjoys pain

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