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LeaveThisLife Jan 2015
Old habits becoming the present
Past thoughts rushing back
Forgotten struggles now resurfacing
You thought you were a new person
But you're not
You didn't change
That part of you was just hiding
You said that you would never
Lower yourself to doing that again
You said that you learned your lesson
But here you are
Laying in a different bed
With a different guy
Practicing the same old habits
Hating yourself
Adding more scars to those existing
But paint that smile back on your face
So family
So friends
So strangers
Can't see the pain
Your suffering
Help
LeaveThisLife Jan 2015
Well it's over
And I'm not sad
In fact, I'm happy
I'm so glad I got to know you
So glad we spent time together
You made me happy
And I thank you for that
I will keep our memories
I hope you will do the same
I'm not mad at you for ending us
I want you to be happy
And if your not happy with me
Then we need to walk away
I'm thankful for the experience
And for the love you gave me
I won't forget you
And I hope you will do the same for me
Let's not be strangers again
Let's go back to the beginning
You were a great boyfriend
But you were a better friend
Lets not let this lose our friendship
Because that means so much to me
You mean so much to me
Lets not be strangers
This isn't a poem, im just speaking my mind
  Jan 2015 LeaveThisLife
Oliver Grey
She paints a pretty picture
But the story has a twist
Her paintbrush was her razor
And her canvas was her wrist

She paints a pretty picture
In a color that's blood red
And using her sharp paintbrush
She ends up finally dead

Her pretty pictures fading
Quite slowly up her arm
Blood no longer flows through her
She can no longer do her harm

Yes, she painted a pretty picture
But the story has a twist
You see, her mind was just her razor
And her heart was just her wrist

- Unknown
I did not write this poem, and I cannot give credit since I do not know who the author is, but THIS IS NOT MY POEM.
LeaveThisLife Jan 2015
Us.
I love nothing more
Than to hear you call me baby
To be called your Rose
To be known as your girl
And when you compliment me,
It means more to me than I let you see
I blush
My heart swells
My stomach is filled with butterflies
My friends tell me how you look at me
When I'm not looking
We are the best us I've ever been apart of
I love you
You're mine and I'm yours!
I will stop loving him when lovers will stop closing their eyes when they kiss.
LeaveThisLife Dec 2014
Where is his Christmas spirit
As I lay in my bed, and you in yours
Only a thin apartment wall
Seperates us
But we haven't talked in hours
No kiss goodnight
No Merry Christmas wish
I just lay in bed
Feeling alone as usual
I'll just cry quietly
Until the things you do to me
Don't hurt anymore
You see
I've lost all faith
In having a real relationship with you
Because if you won't try
It's useless for me to
Goodnight Dad.
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