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mythicace
mythicace
CA
i have picked up every piece of me ever since the start i am all i have i will guard my heart and slowly, slowly i stitch it together i take the tears i cried and water the seeds i sow i tend to pink tulips and tiger lilies two flowers that sing of courage and with time and love and care my heart will sing again.
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Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 6:04 AM UTC
gated garden.
my heart is leaking crimson tears from where you made your mark the world would've been so much better if you'd just taken me apart.
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Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 2:43 PM UTC
and i die without you.
i don't think anyone likes to be alone empty promises of after, after, after after this is all done after the world stops falling apart after the bodies are set on fire one lonely mourner per funeral i mourn for the time we lose the year of sitting the year of watching and waiting and nothing we are on pause while the world keeps turning and it hurts it hurts it hurts.
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Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 2:33 PM UTC
aching loneliness.
is this my last picture? my last text? my last song? please remember me by my love. the outside is terrifying now that i have something to live for if i die we will have never met i will never fulfill my promises that i make to you every night. i've never believed in god but sometimes i pray to someone anyone that i will live another day another year live my life through until i am old and satisfied with the one i love.
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM UTC
everything can be over in a second.
fetch me out the garbage easy catch, easy prey take me home with you so you can get your way you make me hungry i want more your touch makes me ecstatic but then you closed the door litter my body with disgust you may throw me away i love you too much to see you another day infect me with your disease til it rots me to the core abandon my corpse until you take the punishment i bore.
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Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 12:14 PM UTC
toxic love.
shame holds no place in the void of heartbreak give me something to distract from my emotions disgust may shine in your eyes for i have gone astray stain my purity with your affection until it has finally gone away give me money, give me love ask me to do things just for fun keep my eyes away from him i won't let my mistakes happen again.
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Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
$250 for a bj?
she posts pictures of words she echoes for everything she feels has already been said she invests her feelings into a quiet site to repeat the phrases she finds with fake deep meanings but genuine emotions.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC
echo chamber.
pure white feathers dropped by a precious angel's wings i liked to collect them and put them with my other things but one day when i rose there seemed to be another king for the feathers had turned red and the angels were held up by strings thus the world had fallen the devil himself sings for purity exists no more blood tinted feathers satan brings.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 12:33 PM UTC
angel's love.
im trapped behind a one-way mirror. the outside can't see me; i don't exist to anyone besides myself, but i can see outside. i can see reality and look at my surroundings and the blinding white all around and wonder why i can't be like everyone else. gravity has deemed me unworthy for its grasp, and i float throughout my padded cell, fingers scrambling to grasp onto the slick glass of the mirror i long to shatter. and so, i float away, unbound by reality and life. i'm deteriorating. my cage feels as if its shrinking. i'm running out of time, but i don't know what for. i'm running away from what i owe the world, but what i owe specifically is unclear. yet, the feeling of looming dread continues, stirring cauldrons of anxiety in my chest. where i was once a blooming flower, i am rotting, i am decomposing into a mess of hollow bones and aching tears and i can't stop my heart from shrinking until it melts away. i feel a longing for things i cannot have, for hearts with other loves and for people i cannot touch. i romanticize ideas rather than act them out; i bring nothing but delusion to the table. the moment i have i no longer want, and thus the toxic cycle continues. i wish to be broken, to be hurt and stabbed, for i am an emotional ********* and i want nothing but for someone to throw me away while i am still reaching for their hand. pound blooming bruises into my chest with your rejection, because, dear sir, it's what i like best. i am a robot. i am only apathetic or hurting. i wish to power off.
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Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 10:12 PM UTC
i no longer understand the depths to which my insanity will go.
im trapped behind a one-way mirror. the outside can't see me; i don't exist to anyone besides myself, but i can see outside. i can see reality and look at my surroundings and the blinding white all around and wonder why i can't be like everyone else. gravity has deemed me unworthy for its grasp, and i float throughout my padded cell, fingers scrambling to grasp onto the slick glass of the mirror i long to shatter. and so, i float away, unbound by reality and life. i'm deteriorating. my cage feels as if its shrinking. i'm running out of time, but i don't know what for. i'm running away from what i owe the world, but what i owe specifically is unclear. yet, the feeling of looming dread continues, stirring cauldrons of anxiety in my chest. where i was once a blooming flower, i am rotting, i am decomposing into a mess of hollow bones and aching tears and i can't stop my heart from shrinking until it melts away. i feel a longing for things i cannot have, for hearts with other loves and for people i cannot touch. i romanticize ideas rather than act them out; i bring nothing but delusion to the table. the moment i have i no longer want, and thus the toxic cycle continues. i wish to be broken, to be hurt and stabbed, for i am an emotional ********* and i want nothing but for someone to throw me away while i am still reaching for their hand. pound blooming bruises into my chest with your rejection, because, dear sir, it's what i like best. i am a robot. i am only apathetic or hurting. i wish to power off.
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simpering sweet words of pain lace my muscles with extravagant agony don't speak to me so harshly, love it hurts far too much wrap blades around my heart make me ***** blood onto the bathroom floor you're everything i wished for maybe even more curse my eyes with neverending tears and give me a leash of thorns **** my spirit **** my love with you i have become addicted to the toxic elements of life.
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Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC
toxic waste.