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Hailey Paige Jun 2017
I feel ***** because of what you did to me
and no matter how many times I clean myself.
The image of your hands on my body
Never seems to fade away...
Desolation Jun 2017
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Blood drips down the blade.
Time flies by; memories fade.
Pain has been erased.
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Time can heal almost all wounds.
Ironatmosphere May 2017
I wish I would just cease to exist
Evaporate into nothingness
I want to become tiny water droplets
To be the moisture in the air

I wish to follow the wind
Over the mountains and fields
I want to be the blue in the ocean
And the green in the trees

I wish to fade into the wet grass
Of being nothing more than a whisper
I want to fade out of your memory
Leaving only an echo of a heartbeat
D May 2017
I'm waiting to get sick
so I can die without doing it myself
without a mess, lying in a bed
with the blankets tucked in around my head
I think I might be sick
or maybe I'm just being hopeful
that this will be over quick
maybe they could catch it early if I cared
but it's very hard to see myself anywhere
but lying down, somewhere dark and underground
or maybe in a jar on someone's shelf

-- who am I kidding, I'm a closet girl
eh
mjad Apr 2017
my words fade
faster than  
footprints on sand
or snow on a hand
Doodle v Apr 2017
The time still turns slowly, as I fade into this darkness I believe I'm leading on to something,

Gripping the pain, as it paints my love with colours of me and u…

I leave my mask, from which I can’t hide anymore, a **** i craved all my life for... death of me but birth of something that even He could not write…

Maybe tomorrow I will see this world as i see myself in you, but only if I have the courage to see the true me or lie to all that never existed in me

just as this empty canvas painted the love that killed me...
JAC Apr 2017
Differences
Are but blemishes on the surface
Of safety, comfort, love and strength
But blemishes hurt like hell.
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