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Gioo Apr 2016
Don't relieve her from the pain that life gave.
Her wounds are permanent reminders of her life in bloom.

She is a flower, this rain keeps her alive.
Between the grey clouds the sun will shine for her
And after that summer she'll be one with the petals in the wind
Gioo Apr 2016
My views on immortality and depression are equal
You can't die if you're immortal and depression lets you feel dead inside
Nothing can hurt you more because you survived it and felt nothing at all
And you keep surviving the same old routine wondering if it even affected you like it used to.
Cursed with immortality
Pain is the passage between life and death
You scream and cry because you don't feel the pain
Feel nothing at all
And by the time you're 50 the marks should already be visible and tell tales of hope and survival
Even if you're lying by then, you don't wish them the immortality that got you stuck in the first place
Gioo Apr 2016
As the grey fades away
Maybe then i could say
I'll marry the day

Because i know this day
Will last an eternity
The sky looks blue and infinite
Just as colorful as the dreams
Gioo May 2016
Miss Therapist,*
I feel like i'm stuck between suicide and rebirth.
The road of survival was a hard one filled with painful sincerity & honest sentiments.
Its hard to stay hurt in a world where everyone is a victim or chooses to be one.
21 and sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Got something for me *
Miss Therapist?
She
Gioo Jun 2016
She
Her luminous eyes embrace the dark as
she is in love with the mad world we live in.
And as the world is destined to decay
will you show me around before its too late?
Gioo Mar 2017
I have you in my sight
Time to take that picture
Saving it with your name
So you can look yourself up

Tell me where you are now
I need to know for your safety
Forget about privacy
Everyone's life is becoming an open book

Film all of your surroundings
to give memories more meaning
You look so much more happier
with that shining bright filter on

Slave of the new media
Need to confirm my existence
So please give me your opinion
to make my wasted days count

Conversations made
through meaningless stares at the screen
Real emotions never shown
Only delivered

Have you heard the news?
Why are you ignoring me?
Because everybody else has heard
about the truth of my lies

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