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and no one could tell us that we were wrong, because we were happy, and we were strong. We were possibly stupid, because all thoughts were gone. Lost in something that seemed like magic, we also lost ourselves, only a little bit but a little bit nevertheless. ​
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 4:09 PM UTC
the missing beginning
​It's not where you come from It's not where you've been It's not your bad choices Nor the guilt that flushes in It's not the people staring Nor the thoughts in your head It's not the voices saying That you're better off dead. It's the people that's around you The people that you know It's the songs that's on repeat And the poems you read alone It's the sun rising in the morning And it's the raindrops splashing to the ground It's the love that which surrounds you And the home that you have found.
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Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
What it is and what it's not.
They always ask me what I wanna do Then they use the big words "Future" and "happy", sometimes "passion". Almost always in the same sentence. What do I wanna do? "Good question", I say. Then my thoughts wander on Mostly they go something like; I want to scream. I want to scream my lungs out, Scream until the air is gone, My insides punctured, and my breath is lost. I know some people know partly what their answer is. But I don't. How am I supposed to know How am I supposed to have any idea what my future is going to look like When my present, my today is so lost. When I am so lost.
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
scream
I have no interest in hearing your apologizing words, seeing your sorry eyes, feeling your hand on my shoulder. You had no interest in showing me compassion, thinking twice or leaving your backstabbing knife alone. So I'm leaving my poetic words at home, there's really just two words that fit: **** you.*
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 4:23 PM UTC
The two words that fit
Who knew That we would end up like this A giant rollercoaster that for a while only went up I’ve never felt so high I’ve never felt so good Who knew This rollercoaster suddenly would turn I guess, Everything that goes up has to come down Every high has a come down Who knew That one year ago One month ago I was in love with you I still am But now I’m not even your second choice Your B-team Who knew We would end up like this Damaged, broken, ****** up Once upon a time we were good We were great, to be honest Who knew…
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
Who knew?
It aches, It hurts, And it breaks my heart and soul, To see your face, hear your voice, Turn around and realise to my despair, That you arent there, Not anymore. The waves of guilt and pain, That comes washing in, Sometimes makes me numb, Sometimes almost, dare I say, Finishes me off. When I think of you, Your being, Your smile, I feel lost, I feel regret, I feel sorrow. And may I say, even though it’s too late I’m sorry
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
Untitled
i'm mad at myself for not changing to who i should be. i'm mad at myself for trusting people whenever they say "trust me". i'm mad at myself for bleeding when people stab my back with their deceiving knives. i'm mad at myself for hiding my feelings for pushing people away when i needed them the most. i'm mad at myself for not being me i changed a lot i don't even know what's real. i'm mad at myself for being heartless i used to be so sensitive but i just cannot feel any less.
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
mad
They say the eyes are the gates to the soul, to the heart But when I look into your eyes, I only drown They're a mystery, an ocean You're a mystery Your soul is secret, you heart is hidden And I only drown in the beauty that is you
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 4:11 PM UTC
drowning
What am I to do, when the painful storms in my head, my heart, my life, controls me?
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 2:41 PM UTC
Storm
I don't think I understand the concept of friends the concept of loved ones the face you can talk to in hard times the place you can call home the home which lies in a person I don't think I understand what it is to have a home because whenever I find it whenever my heart starts to heal I always seem to run away
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
runaway