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 Nov 2018 aih
Melancholic
I'm Trying
 Nov 2018 aih
Melancholic
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I think I lost my mind,
Between finding myself
And letting parts go that
I'm not sure of anymore.
I needed the strength to bind
My brain together, but what's left
Isn't enough, and getting it back
Is leaving my heart sore.
Friends are slipping away,
Because I do not have control
Over what I do, or if I talk
About the pressure of being myself.
Sad thing is, I'm losing more each day,
The war opened up my soul,
I knew I was not
Normal since I met this hollow desk,
And my mind worked itself away-
All feedback is welcome and appreciated
 Nov 2018 aih
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" That's just me "

You’ll hear her say

" I am lesser than beautiful "
I refuse to believe that
I am of worth
What exactly am I?

A courageous soul who is unapologetically herself

Well, the truth is
I look in the mirror to only see
My reflections disappoint
No longer can I say that
My beauty radiates from within

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 Nov 2018 aih
Rai
Words
 Nov 2018 aih
Rai
My words don’t always come out graceful and tamed
That’s when I usually get myself into trouble
Maybe a little rebellion is needed
Just now and again
 Oct 2018 aih
Ari
Silence
 Oct 2018 aih
Ari
The night sky is the only thing I see
Peaceful and serene
Remind me of better days
When you and I would lay on my roof and stargaze
The sound of your laughter filling the air
But The only sound now
are my tears hitting the page
As I flip to a new chapter
Hoping the memory of you will disappear
When I’m done with the book.
 Oct 2018 aih
Pyrrha
My thoughts are so loud and needy
They always slip right out my mouth
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