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1.0k · Sep 7
Will you stay my dear?
Emma Peters Sep 7
When the end is near
The lights turn off
And the sky turns black
Will you stay my dear?

When the end is near
The animals start to run
And the wind gets stronger
Will you stay my dear?

When the end is near
The people around us are all gone
And we hear nothing but silence
Will you stay my dear?
870 · Sep 5
No matter what I do
Emma Peters Sep 5
No matter what I do
The loneliness comes in
She peeks through the window
And lifts up my chin.

No matter what I do
The loneliness is there
She looks at me sadly
And doesn’t seem to care

No matter what I do
The loneliness gets more
She wraps her arms around me
While I lay motionless on the floor
Trying to get back into writing
486 · Apr 2015
Empty.
Emma Peters Apr 2015
I still remember how it hurts to say your name. It burned like acid, filling my mouth and running to the back of my throat. But now it doesn't burn anymore. It feels empty. And that's what you are. An empty space in my existence.
I found this in an old diary. Just thought about publishing it.

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