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the black rose Nov 2018
everyday i pray for you.
i pray you’ll always make it through,
whatever life may throw.
whichever way it goes.
i speak positive words.
i speak success,
& strength to chase your dreams & give your best.
you are safe & secure,
you are blessed, i am sure.
because everyday i pray for you,
everyday you’ll make it through.
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❤️
the black rose Nov 2018
i swore to myself i wouldn’t be afraid to love again.
i stood strong as i won the war within me.
no matter how badly i’d been bruised
or the bad seeds planted.
i still wanted to give love a million second chances.
but it just runs from me.
love is done with me.
the black rose Nov 2018
silly little girl,
thinking that someone could love you.
beyond all the slightly faded scars and battles that you went through.
silly little broken girl,
thinking someone will ever care.
they all just see a broken piece with loneliness so clear.
silly little broken girl.
just run away,
maybe you’ll find someone to love,
somewhere, someday.
don’t you stay,
they’ll never hear the things you say.
they’ll just trample you,
push you aside,
say that you’re not good enough.
they’ll say that you were fun to try,
maybe next time you’ll have better luck.
the black rose Nov 2018
no need to prove your worth to the weak that cannot comprehend.
there’s no need to put up a wall,
there’s no need to pretend.
stand boldly in your truth,
stand strong and raise hell.
don’t you cry out for help.
don’t lose yourself.
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don’t allow a love so shallow to try to drown you.
watch the people that are fake,
they’re all around you.
only the depth is profound,
a love that cannot be found.
it’s higher, in a new dimension,
i’ve been searching the ground.
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if true love is what you seek,
you’ll find it at your lowest peak.
because those that love you when you’re weak,
are the ones you’ll want to keep.
hello
the black rose Nov 2018
i do not see a sober day,
i cannot see what’s in my way.
i am on 10,
im out of space.
im not okay.
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drugs drugs drugs
replace the feeling of needing to be
loved loved loved.
it is embarrassing to say i need a
hug hug hug
but im okay.
i don’t need anyone.
the black rose Nov 2018
pieced me together,
from the little that was left.
thought i could be better,
thought it was what was best.
now, ive found i can’t smile without frowning.
i am still holding on while i am drowning.
i am still crying out in the silence.
i am still who i was,
i am still who im running from.
the black rose Nov 2018
silently fighting the demons from my past,
a constant fight in my mind,
a battle i can’t outlast.
it’s so amusing how hurt can hurt for so long.
how it has proven me weak,
even when i feel strong.
the black rose Nov 2018
there are no fairytale endings in this darkness,
the only ones that are amongst us here are heartless.
we are the ones that love too hard,
we let the world tear us apart,
we are the ones that seek the chaos and the madness.
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the black rose Nov 2018
no ill intentions,
just the prevention of aggression.
my first impression,
want your affection.
i need attention.
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i need protection,
from the drama that’s here in every direction.
mis-placed perception,
never pictured myself falling in deception.
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the black rose Nov 2018
oddly enough,
i am oddly out of touch with this world.
i am weak & i am stuck in a whirl.
it’s love i seek,
but hate i find.
the raging anger makes me blind.
i am so lost and out of time.
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they say do good and good comes back,
& ive been good yet still i lack.
maybe i should forget it all.
no one is here, no one to call,
to pick me up on days i fall.
im not enough.
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