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AD Escol Apr 2015
You are hurting
You say,
But you are
Not hurting like
Everybody else,
Because
Everybody else
Is hurting and
They keep it
To themselves,
They keep it
To themselves
Until they
Prison themselves
In the
Throes of affliction,
However you,
You are hurting
And you
Hurt other people
As well,
Blind,
Your existence
Dulls the
Vibrance of
Everybody's eyes.
AD Escol Apr 2015
I shook hands
With death
Last night,
And it was
Not because
Of the alcohol
But it was
Because of
The feelings
That I have
Finally drowned
Inside me
With the
Flooding ecstasy
As I have
Decided not
To be dead
Anymore.
AD Escol Apr 2015
I find myself
In the depths of
A chasm
Slowly eating
And *******
The bliss out
Of me
Though I am
Not sure why,
When, where
But
It is like
All the roads,
They lead me here
But i can also
Indeed, still
Remember leaving,
Walking away
From this place
To the other dimension
Of the universe
And yet I
Still keep on
Slipping back
To this dark,
Horrible, sad place
I call my
Past.

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