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 Jul 2015 Aynjul
S
haha
in my religion
music is forbidden
because it captivates the heart

it really does
 Jul 2015 Aynjul
Nikita
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 Jul 2015 Aynjul
Nikita
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It'd be great if i wasnt on the verge of breaking down 24/7
 Jul 2015 Aynjul
Lauren Leal
I said I was okay,
                and another person was deceived.
 Jul 2015 Aynjul
Nicole Dawn
It used to be
That I would escape the world
Through sleep

Then the nightmares came
And now
I am not even allowed
That 'luxury'
 Jun 2015 Aynjul
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

When you were 11 ,
You were made of stone,
Knowing little Kevin,
And how he walked home alone,
over exaggerating,
Pride too low to determine,
I'm afraid,
Of what growing up has to offer,
And if will cause my anxiety to get worse,
But hopefully not in a herse,
Long enough to lose my mind a often suffer,
Let go my soul,
Begging,
Can feel the pain,
My body aches and I'm getting paranoid,
Of the same ****** up existence,
Cutting slices of my soulless flesh,
Let my soul go,
Momma never lost her love ,
A little bit less,
Guess it comes with age,
To have this much stress.
05. Comes With Age - (18 Part mEP)
 Jun 2015 Aynjul
Eleanor Rigby
I once had a human heart
It beat right in my ears
Now the buzzing of a fly
Seems to have replaced
All the inner sounds
That were eating me
From within.

There is this girl
With cute tiny feet
And she once was my friend.
Now she's screaming
Writing a suicide letter
On ***** sheets.
Sheets I climbed into
Without guilt,
Without remorse,
Without emotion.

I said, "sorry I am poison.
I contaminated you
But you shouldn't have touched me."
I said,
"I try to live up to expectations
But most of the time I fail.
Most of the time I hurt me."

She wasn't listening anyway.
For her, I had ceased to exist.
For her I had no heart beat.

But I hope she can still
Hear hers.


F.Z.**N
 Jun 2015 Aynjul
Virginia S
I need someone to tell me
everything will be alright
Copyright © Virginia Steindl
 Jun 2015 Aynjul
Devin Ortiz
Emptiness cloaks me,
In a veil of sorrow.
Blinding me from
Sharpened daggers cutting
Deep, painting my soul.

Fragmented into the
Little nothings that compile
Into my gestalt consciousness.
A whole greater than
The sum of my broken pieces.

Rain clouds roll in.
Bathing me in warm downpours.
Cleansing away crimson,
Reminders of days past.
Water trickles through
The cracks in my bones
Gently caressing my wounds,
Retelling warstories, whispering
"It will be okay. "
#Rain #Cleansed #Blood #Soul #Broken #Gestalt
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