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 Jan 2021 Pat Raia
Mitch Prax
To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.
 Feb 2020 Pat Raia
ok okay
So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself
 Feb 2020 Pat Raia
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
 Feb 2020 Pat Raia
Jude
reunited?
 Feb 2020 Pat Raia
Jude
i dreamt of you once again-
i wish i had not woken up.
 Jan 2020 Pat Raia
Anna Bell
lies
 Jan 2020 Pat Raia
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
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                                   d
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
 Dec 2019 Pat Raia
Alexander
I ripped my heart out
then put it on your silver platter
and all you can say is
“ I’ll text you later .”
I guess this is how heartbreak goes for some people.
 Dec 2019 Pat Raia
Anastasia
My heart feels like
it's about to shut down
from all the truths
that only I know

People view me
as kind
selfless
heartfelt
with empathy

Yet once they witness
my darker side
this inner demon
that is always
a few steps behind me

Once they see
the ashes and smeared blood
tainted within my mind and heart

I am once again alone
alone to pick up the pieces 
of a love that never was
 Dec 2019 Pat Raia
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
 Jun 2019 Pat Raia
elaine
h e l p
 Jun 2019 Pat Raia
elaine
my grip is slipping,
and falling scares me.
my world is fading away.
h      
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                     l
                             p
       m
                 e

h
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writing was an escape but even now words slip off the paper like tear drops.
why does it have to be like this?
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