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mackenzie-bowie
I make really sad poems.... if they arent your type just dont keep reading. Im not good and i dont write alot but i try. So either accept me for who i am or dont be there at all.... I am who i am and i wont let anyone change me.....
My lover boy, as I take your hand in mine Can you feel my heart beat race faster and faster? Lover boy, as you kiss my lips Can you feel the shivers running down my back? Everything you do, it affects me the same Its affects me enough to drive me insane I just want to be in your arms So much that me it alarms It alarms me that ive let you know the real me Ive let you see Ive let you see The wounds inside of me How much Ive hurt How much ive cried Ive let you in and what alarms me the most Is how much I love you; How our hearts seem tied And as I let you in tonight Oh lover boy, dont cry Cause its all in the past, My future seems bright and lover boy, I promise ill never lie Maybe just lie in your arms at night So as those words slip from your lips first I swear to return them; I just dont want to get hurt But oh lover boy, if only you knew Oh how much I love you
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
Lover boy
Cant take another heartbreak Sick and tired of all this pain Ive just been swimming in a lake The lake of the hurt and insane Im done Im done with this life Im done Im done just hand me the knife
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
Im done
Darkness and shadows shall soon start coming. Love of the blade The cut of the skin. The end is coming. The acceptance of the end willingly. Life and pain. Reality. Its to hard. Cant last any longer. Its time. Blade. Pills. Whatever works. Darkness envelops the world. Pain and Life floats off right with it. No more. Realization hits. Hard. No more love. It may of got better. Too late. Too late. The real pain. The real pain is this. No more. Demons. Demons are surrounding. Its all real now. No going back.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 11:05 AM UTC
Too late.
Why does it always seem That with every time I blink Another person joins the team That trys to make me sink Im sick and tired Of my entire life But I have been hired To take the knife They want me to take all the pain To endure it all with a smile But now I stand here in the red rain And watch all the pain pile I sit there and say Every rose has its thorns That's just how it is Every angel has its horns That's just how it is But now I don't only have thorns All I am is thorns I have no rose I don't only have horns I am the devil no more an angel The team just gets bigger Giving more pain If I pull the trigger No more pain I shall gain The team is well hidden But me I cant be fooled No sort of pain forbidden Non of the hot pain cooled
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC
The Team