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I've lost friends before I'm used to people leaving I'm used to pain I'm used to loneliness Maybe this is all poetic ******** Maybe I'm a lost cause But, maybe, just maybe I care about you more than anything because I've had friends self-harm, wrap ropes around necks, wrap cars around trees, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy I speak poetic ******** I speak for the wounded and for those whose voices are drowned in the words of those who say "I'm fine." when everything is falling apart around them This is poetic ******** This is me writing words out because my heart bleeds for the ones I love, I'd rather my blood spill on a page than from my wrists I am the epitome of poetic ******** I am alone I am weak I am your best friend I am scared I am imperfect I am everything and nothing I am alive I write poetic ******** I write poetic ******** because someone out there in this ****** up world will read it and feel something, anything, and I hope it breathes life into their lungs and they inhale the world around them for the first time This is not poetic ******** This is life
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC
Poetic ********
I've lost friends before I'm used to people leaving I'm used to pain I'm used to loneliness Maybe this is all poetic ******** Maybe I'm a lost cause But, maybe, just maybe I care about you more than anything because I've had friends self-harm, wrap ropes around necks, wrap cars around trees, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy I speak poetic ******** I speak for the wounded and for those whose voices are drowned in the words of those who say "I'm fine." when everything is falling apart around them This is poetic ******** This is me writing words out because my heart bleeds for the ones I love, I'd rather my blood spill on a page than from my wrists I am the epitome of poetic ******** I am alone I am weak I am your best friend I am scared I am imperfect I am everything and nothing I am alive I write poetic ******** I write poetic ******** because someone out there in this ****** up world will read it and feel something, anything, and I hope it breathes life into their lungs and they inhale the world around them for the first time This is not poetic ******** This is life
j-hamersly
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC
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