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PrernaK Mar 2019
I lick the snake bites
on my thighs,
call it healing.
poison in my veins,
in my head.
wound's cold now,
so am I.

Prerna K
Have you healed or are you becoming cold?
Gandy Lamb Feb 2019
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oh hell ya boys we gonna **** some russians today
not if i have anything to say about that
donald trump will end you all!!
GWAHHHHHHH!!!
EPIC BATTLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
PREPARE FOR WAR!! WHO HAS THE BEST TANKS, RUSSIA OR AMERICA?!?!?
Brayden Allen Feb 2019
I have good days
and bad days
and I'm lost in between.
Chaos took me by my hand
like it was his own
just to watch me
**** my dreams.
Toxic yeti Feb 2019
I remember
A nightmare
That I had
Of my doppelgänger
Only she was wearing all black except for the head
She tried to cut me
Up with a kanata
How did I know she was
My doppelgänger
She was also part Tibetan
She looked like me
Exactly
She was my weakness
My fears
And everything dark.
underestimated Feb 2019
**** me now, just take me away
**** me now, right here, today
**** me now, I swear I'm done
**** me now, I've had enough fun
**** me now, no one will know
**** me now, just let me go
I'm losing it...
larni Feb 2019
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both can ****.
the only difference is.
cigarettes shatter lungs.
and he shatters everything.
Dakota J Dawson Feb 2019
Guns for fun
No escape
Blazing fire
A bath and body
Of blood

Hear her scream
Watch him fall
Drink in hand
Cigarettes
Smoke residue

Text help
Hit the locked door
Break glass
Trapped inside
Free from life
Chris Feb 2019
If I wrote a poem for every ******* who I should've killed cold dead,
but I didn't
I would have written a thousand poems.

If I killed every ******* who I should have,
I wouldn't be writing poems,
I'd be happy.
Numb

I can’t
Feel anything
I sit
I blast music in my ears
To drown out the sorrow from my brain
I can’t stand it
The tidal wave of nothing in my head
It has settled at the bottom
Rising almost all the way to the top
Where my only living emotions lie
Pain
Exhaustion
And their friends
I want to end it all
I have to end it all
I can’t end it yet
But I wish I could
But what’s keeping me from doing it
Nothing I have is worth keeping
I’m not worth saving
I wish I could die
It would be better that way
For everyone else
And me
No one will miss me
Least of all those close to me
I am a scourge to all those around me
Why can’t I do it?
Why can’t I **** myself?
The answer is all to plain to see:
I am a coward
I’m stuck in my ways
I’m passive
I can’t even bear to do something
Anything
That would improve the quality of life
For all those around me
I don’t have to be here
I don’t want to be here
I shouldn’t be here
So I ask you
You over there
You
You have a knife
You have a stick
You have something
You can do it
Do it for the world
Do it for yourself
Do it for me
It would really be a favor for yourself, though
Go ahead
Rid the world of my shadow
Let the spot used to fill me encapsulated in light
The world will celebrate my death
There will be a national holiday
Dedicated to celebrating the lack of me
And remembering that
I, too, would be celebrating if I could
It would have been the only time I could feel joy
Heccc
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