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Jax Fl I need a place to write down my insanity. I do that through writing poetry and have been told I'm good at it, but told my poetry is depressing as well. I promise you Iwrite quality poetry. You don't have to like it, but it's here if you wish to read it.
Pain. So real I can see it. Pain. So strong it could tear me down. The pain not physical but mental is just as much to bear. For in a fight you can dodge the hit, bit venomous words always hit their mark. Screaming Slaming doors And a family stood apart And though it all I find myself dumb, for a divided home simply cannot stand.
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 9:00 PM UTC
Pain
We all sit in chains under lock and key. Some of us are looking for way to break free. Some of us have given up on that dream. Some of as fear that if the hope, they will break. All of us wonder how much we can take. Some of us are giving in to the pain. Sadly unaware that we hold the keys to our own chains.
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 8:52 PM UTC
Chains
when you're world is ending and you're life seems like time not worth spending. When you feel you can't take anymore, as you cry on the bathroom floor. When you're bent to far to fix, you're as good as gone. but then again, nigh it's alwayse darkest befor the dawn. so don't give up, because you're simply worth too much.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC
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