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rose14195 Mar 2015
Fat
I'm fat
My stomache stretches out of its place when i eat
Don't eat
I want to look in mirror and be happy
People shouldn't tease me because I'm not skinny
be skinny
Who cares if I'm unhealthy
As long as I'm pretty
  Mar 2015 rose14195
Jan Harak
Do you really love me?
or just love to hurt me,
to take control
and use my body
but where is soul?
You never care
maybe you just can't,
you are a soulless
horror of the night,
my nightmare,
that came alive
and I let you take me,
head over heels,
you leave me so empty,
you just use me,
then you leave
and I am nothing,
I feel so worthless
God, I can't take this,
I'm dying every night,
I want your heart
and you just my body...
An abyss that laughs at creation...
Joy Division - Heart and Soul
http://youtu.be/qvHYlb-9f6M
  Mar 2015 rose14195
Riot
look into your eyes
can’t you see you’re slowly dying
But the pain was just too familiar to leave
Look at your disguise
can’t you see you’re always lying
But some words are just too  true for you to speak
there’s more to life than the scars you hide with long sleeves
So don’t stop fighting
  Mar 2015 rose14195
M
losing it
rose14195 Mar 2015
When the princess got home the King was furious. His screams echoed throughout the kingdom. She broke down and told him about her peasant boy. The King was appalled, “HE IS A MONSTER! HE IS NOTHING COMPARED TO YOUR EVERYTHING!” They were forbidden to speak ever again. When the princess didn't arrive, the peasant boy worried so he went to her room. He saw her screamed at by the furious king and he waited till night to go after his beautiful princess. When night soon came the boy threw pebbles at her window, “My fair princess! Please come down.” He stayed there all night. It wasn't till the sun rose that he lost hope. He slowly made his way back to his barn where he would always remember the night the princess graced his home.
rose14195 Mar 2015
The twisted reality is that bones break. People literally break and you dont always get better. Lives end, stories end, and people rarely get new beginings. The twisted reality is that none of what you thought as a kid was true. Not everyone can be president, and you cant be who you want to be. The twisted reality is that there are monsters in some little girls rooms, and thier moms cant make them go away. The twisted reality is that nightmares only end when you do, you dont get to wake up and think everything is fine. The twisted reality is that your parents lie to you. Not everyone is beautiful, not everyone is talented, and not everyone can be special. The twisted reality is that someone in your current school will become a 'villian' before thier life is over. The twisted reality is that we are all villians. Doing horrible things for what we think is right. The twisted reality is that most people will ignore what i am saying. Live in the lie. The twisted reality is people die thinking everything is fine.
I know its long and in paragraph form and that usualy means it wont get any views. But i think this one is worth it...
rose14195 Mar 2015
He
They called him....
They called him things
he told his parents
But they never believed
People don't like to see
Pain
To them it was a game
But he was drowning in hate
And no one heard him scream
Can you hear him scream?
he got tripped in the hallway
His sanity was ripped at the seams
he was a nobody
Till Saturday the fifteenth
what are you gonna do about it?
he pull out of his  back pack
They laughed
stupid ***** what are you gonna do about that?
he pulled out a gun
And aimed right under his hat
do it, I know you can't
your to much of a ***** to do that
he was gonna pull the trigger
he almost did
But he turned it on himself
he couldn't deal with it
he had to get them to stop talking
Or he would have to stop listening
afterwards most of the people cried
Some were never the same
But one kid laughed
I knew you couldn't shot me *****
His death was in vain
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