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sins4321
sins4321
17/F/why Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these / ~
'Let me go' 'Let me go' Screamed a voice from below 'Let the shadows surround above and around' 'Pain did its justice now time to let go,' 'Take me away and let me decay' ~ Now she lies in a grave fire Taken away and she now cries The same tune with words of joy Her whispers still echo In the streets of despair.
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Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 6:39 AM UTC
A Myth of Despair
Upon this world, I arrived High Standards and scary lies A fright to fail, a need to gain This horrid world I desire
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
What they didn't tell me
A fringe around my neck, a bruise decorated my wrist A ghostly finger scraping my lips And a rush of crimson liquid oozed from above A yearn to escape, for this horrid site Keeps me incaved in misty mind Shadows surround, above and about Same deadly demons, toying around They wait till its dark to start their attack Lights out and sound asleep Through blood and bones, they turn you, a sickly being. Shallow breaths and sticky skin Red eyes and puffy rims Same deadly demons, know everything ‘bout you Can’t hide that dark mind That black heart either. Cast for eternity over my unfortunate soul A spell that can’t overcome, that is concealed Masquerading as wondered, they overflood dreams However, are lies, in occasional disguise Their dream, their nightmares, their demons of the soul They’re not done with me, yet their coming for you
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
Demons of the Night
Life as we know it Comes to an end Lies they tell Scatter away In a pit of darkness With faint memories Your pride you shall drown in And whispers of dreams
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 3:30 AM UTC
The End