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such a wild river drives the stones
the past year left on me the wounds
I wish I could write about happier stuff
but this is all what i get from my life
it hunts me down the world of fire
and kills on me the hope and desire
then felt the cold goes like ice
to hear my heart beats twice
the badest clue for a hue to hold
it's something was made by the god
then deep subsides to deep
a fine textures was made to sweep
so dawn goes down to my day
hold my chest as nothing left to say!
light!, I think that I shall never see
i know such things!, was not made for me!
nor dreams nor feelings to attend
just a man awaits his very end
such a dry world that's killing all
Dreaming and hoping small
looms but the Horror of the shade
Then at every gust the dead fade

Author / Aladdin Aures H.
sad broken hurts pain
 Jan 2019 Anna Melody
WordsHelp
Do you not see your greatness-
          Your beauty, that radiates from your smile?
Do you not understand that others look at you
          and see far deeper than you can with a mirror?
I know you don't think much of yourself,
         and I know you don't believe others kindness,
But there are people who think the world of you;
          so the next time you feel the doubt, the uncertainty
          weighing you down,
Remember:
          my belief in you exceeds the stars.
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I want to write
About suns and moons
Stars
Being strong
Of rising above it all

But

It always comes back
To you
And you
And sometimes you

Rage and grief
Confusion
Neuroticism
Jealousy

So

I'll start there
 Jan 2019 Anna Melody
V
Pain
 Jan 2019 Anna Melody
V
Hurt people,
Hurt people.
I often spend hours at night reflecting or having memories of past abuse and trauma. I am the type to see the level of pain in my abusers than evil. It makes me sad and often...
Has made me look crazy for giving them forgiveness and empathy from a lot of people.
No one is born evil, be it an illness, pain, or even trauma themselves...
I at least try to see some reality in it all.

I don't know, that's just me.
 Jan 2019 Anna Melody
Lovely
No. 30
 Jan 2019 Anna Melody
Lovely
Nothing
Is as pretty
As it used to be
When I was in love with you
And you were in love with me
The trees look a duller green
The flowers look
A sadder grey
And I do not feel myself
Now that you’ve gone away
I can't do this
The constant reminder of you
The constant shame I walk around with
No one helped me
I cried for hours
I waited months before telling
My father blames me
My mother wants it to go away
My school made excuses
"You'll ruin his future"
"It happened in the past"
But where do I stand
Where do my values come into play
It happened to me too
I'm here to stand
Stand for all the survivors
All the ones who can't speak their truth
All the ones who are too ashamed
I stand for you.
unfortunately, this is based on an event that actually happened to me during my freshman year, so I stand for you
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