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marymufidah
marymufidah
Sad sack. Nineteen.
The sound of my inamorato Loneliness cries screaming deep in your soul The feeling may still strong This hurting shall not last long It will ultimately pass No more sobs no more cries Dandelion will make you wise Every split second heals Bringing you to the genuine peace
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Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
Moving on
Before I met you, My world was black and white. When we met, You showed me the in between, The gray of life. When we became friends, You showed me that there is even more. There are oranges, red, and greens. Peace, happiness, and life When I left, You taught me more, Although you were gone. You taught me of Blues, yellows, and purples. Darker, colder colors Sadness, bitterness, and anxiety You taught me so much About the colors of this world
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
Colors
People change and leave In the most terrible way Believe me They will come back In the most innocent way
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
come and go
There was a flower in your garden, She was so beautiful and delicate, Moving graciously in the wind, But you walked forcibly over her, Because she was not appealing enough, For you, She is a wilted flower.
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
wilted flower
You fly You blind You poison You **** You are just dust in the wind
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:29 AM UTC
Dust
How her ***** past could ruin her future She cried cuz it gave so much pain to her She tried to remain it hidden for ever So that no one would see her differently And she could smoothly return to normalcy She was just a scary little bird Everytime she tried to fly she got hurt She told herself she could do it But her past kept haunting in perpetuity
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
Pieces
She is an everlasting nightmare How come people are getting so dumber? So done being tested to the very limit Those lumpish morons are bluffed with her plaster saint tone she made it She is never the sweetest enchanting fairy gold angel like you think The whole majesty is befouled and full of myth She should be killed or i will spit
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
Plastic