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therosesaredead
therosesaredead
15/F/Indianapolis
Roses are red. Violets are blue. I no longer **** with you.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 1:08 AM UTC
A Poem To My Ex
Love is like an addictive drug. Easy to get hooked on, hard to let go. Both calming and stressful, it's a way to cope. You can choose to let it hurt you, or you can choose to allow it to fill the empty void. But either way, love will find a way to **** you up. Whether it's a good way or a bad way.
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
A Nostalgic Drug
Depression gets harder when there's no help.
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:49 PM UTC
7 Word Story
Do you ever stop and think, 'What does she want?'
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC
Stop & Think
I'm tired of faking a smile every time I see a recognizable face. I can't pretend to be happy anymore. Everyday is another race, to survive life's difficult test. Faking & acting gets so hard, to the point where I just want to rest. Permanently.
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Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
Being Someone Else
It's okay to be sad, and it's okay to be happy. Just don't force a person to be one way or the other.
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
It's Okay