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The devil's
are the walking
dead,

The zombies
that feed off
our joy.

The devil's
are the dying
vessels inside.

The parasites
of the world
the monsters.

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2021-7-30
Evil
devil's of the
World
You stroked
and played
me,

As drowning
teardrops choking
for air to breathe.

I was the strings
of your fiddle 🎻
to your games.

You played
me and stroked
my strings,

Making me
drown in
melancholic
teardrops.

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2021-7-20
Dark poetry abuse
Emotional abuse heartache
I rarely
think of
you,

But
when I
do.

There's sounds
of melancholic
music.

That
moment
you were
drowning,

And choking
my soul to
death.

Trying to
**** me off.

All because
you couldn't
love yourself.

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2021-7-20
Abuse surviver emotional
abuse survivor , abuse emotional abuse heartache.
You burned
me with your,

Devilish eyes
of deceit
hoping to ruin
me...

You have
no power over
me for your
charms have
run out.

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2021-7-6
Claim your freedom and
remember no one should have possession over you male or female regardless of their ***,

no one has a right to
claim you like a possession
that's not love so love
yourselves❤

For someone
that's struggling
to love themselves,


remember your
amazing your
beautiful your
handsome and
love yourself
always.


God
makes us as we are he doesn't make mistakes or scrapes and never compare
yourself to another that's
disrespecting yourself your
an amazing person look
inside and you will see
once you get past the hurt
there's someone amazing
inside you.

Remember your beautiful
handsome and beautiful is your soul your humor
personality poetry
everything about
you.

Make a list of
what you love
and don't love
about yourself
but remember
God looks at your
heart not your
looks because kindness
and love is beautiful
and attractive just be
around ones that support
you encourage you inspire
you not put you down remove the toxic from
your life believe me
I know I've been there.
Dust off the
bookshelves,

You may
Just fall in
love all over
again.

Oh darling
I'm not talking
about a man
I'm talking
about books.

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2021-6-17
Love of books
Why does the
night seem so
melancholic,

And lonely
as if she's
weeping or
is that me?

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2021-5-23
I feeling a friends
Hurt she was really depressed but we talked
and she's well and
I have many more from
feeling her pain as
we are very connected
my soul sister  we understand each other very well as I've had my moments of dark days and sadness
and depression it's not
fun.


I now know it
was a friend but
I said this as well,

It could be me and I
also could be feeling
someone I care for
sadness it's happened
before.
Nervous lips
dying eyes,

Full happy
skies drinking
up your plight
tears.

Bleakness in
these sleepy
nights,

Such loneliness
and sadness in
their quietness.

Bring back
that passion
sleeping in
the clouds,

Dancing with
Plight and  
melancholy
pain...

Trying to
make those
gray lullabies
smile again.

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2021-5-23
I feeling a friends
Hurt she was really depressed but we talked
and she's well and
I have many more from
feeling her pain as
we are very connected
my soul sister we understand each other very well as
I've had my moments of
dark days and sadness
and depression it's not
fun.
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