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Holly Feb 2015
I used to know a girl
With a smile on her face
A rose in her cheeks
And a symphony in her lips.

Now i know a girl
With slices on her wrist
Snow in her cheeks
And a secret that persists.
Holly Feb 2015
I'm tired of crying.
I'm tired of yelling.
I'm tired of being sad.
I'm tired of pretending.
I'm tired of being alone.
I'm tired of being angry.
I'm tired of feeling crazy.
I'm tired of feeling stuck.
I'm tired of needing help.
I'm tired of remembering.
I'm tired of missing things.
I'm tired of being different.
I'm tired of missing people.
I'm tired of feeling worthless.
I'm tired of feeling empty inside.
I'm tired of not being able to just let go.
I'm tired of wishing i could just start over.
I'm tired  of dreaming of a life i will never have.
But  Most  Of  All,  I'm  Just  Tired  Of  Being  **Tired
#exploding
Holly Feb 2015
I wonder if
Teachers ever realize
That some of
The students sitting
In their class
Have serious
Mental  Illnesses
And are collapsing
Under pressure they
Put on them.
  Feb 2015 Holly
effaced
ive done this all for him,
and he doesnt even see.
how pathetic can i be?
but i love him you see.
i really shouldn't feel this way,
without him i feel a slow decay rotting me   a
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                                                                ­                       a
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i dont want to be this way.
everyone that i love has hurt me,
the ones that i will forever love have hurt me the worst...
i havent seen my mother in 2 years.
i havent touched his skin, like those times late night spent.
i wonder where all these things that i loved went,
and why it was replaced with aching pain
coursing
through
my
very
dead
but
very
alive
veins.
Holly Feb 2015
>.<
Eyes as  deep as the ocean,
Nobody ever new,
What just could be inside of you.
Holly Feb 2015
:'(
Just once,


                                   I want someone to be afraid of losing me.
  Feb 2015 Holly
kaden
Your

                life

                             is

                                       A
  
                                            novel,

*now

­let

me

write

it.
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