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#condemn
Because if heaven wants their angel back, I'll die defending her. They can curse my forever, condemn me as a demon, but they can't take you, Away from me. I need her like, the moon needs the sun. She's the reason I stay awake at night, and the reason I sleep, because maybe, just maybe, I could see her in a dream. With her, Forever isn't enough. If she leaves this mortal plain, I will follow, because my soul won't let go of her's. Like starcrossed lovers, I shall denounce my name, for a chance to love her
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 7:14 PM UTC
What I'd Let Her Take From Me
If man creates a monster. Who is then truly the monster? The creator. Or the created.
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 5:54 PM UTC
to create a monster
For every person there is damage. Damage caused. Damage seen. The damaged live and the damaged die. The damaged save and the damaged hurt. The damaged forgive and the damaged condemn. For every damaged person there is a condemned. Condemned, they are so the damaged can move past them! "I condemn those on the street so I may walk by". "I condemn those in their adultery so I might save them." "I condemn those that hurt me and made me condemn." "I condemn myself for ever condemning." So what are we? Surrounded by the ****** For everyone who bares witness to those who affect them. Who damage them. And those who condemn themselves for damaging. All are guilty. And with that, chaos. To fight the ocean of the condemned is as simple as condemning. Only through condemning can we ever forgive. Only through forgiving ourselves can we hurt again. Only through forgiving ourselves can we save our soul. Which one will you choose. I'm still on the fence.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
I am surrounded by the ******
Silence makes the demons come alive In the silence they just thrive So my house is never quiet Some times it sounds like an all out riot My tv is alway on So my demons do not spawn I already have to many Three is more than plenty If you're wondering how I know the count I've seen them in my house walk about If you wonder if I get scared My aswers, no all my houses they've shared Even my kids no longer worry about them It's only me the seek to condemn But when new folks spend the night They seem to stay up till the morning light I guess they don't have unearthly visitors Because in the morning they become quite the inquisitors Like how do you ever sleep, and don't they scare you I sleep with the tv on, and only a few times they do But I like it better when I can see them from my bed It means their not messing up there in my head For only when they walk my floors They aren't in my mind opening doors That should stay shut Because those memories make me cut They are devious little basterds They know exactly what their after And they've almost succeeded a few times But I'm still here, alive, on that up hill climb But one day they'll win And with the fishes I'll swim
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
Demons walk
How we treat ourselves Is how we feel about ourselves But the hell that raised us Doesn't have to be the source that sustains us We're blessed to have our own minds To choose the state of mind we want for our own lives
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
What Sustains Us
To he whom feels the need to condemn, rip apart and tear away. To dissect another's written script to cause with malice, words to fray. I have these words too say too you, wouldn't it be better in the end, instead of shooting from the hip, encouragement you could extend. Make a point with others here. The likes of me, 'who can't care less' But no, you guys go for the **** of those who's minds that you can mess. I've read so many cold one liners, composed to cause the worst heartbreak, your words deliver contamination, the likes of that most slimy snake. If you have only half, the talent that you really think of your esteem. You wouldn't need to be so nasty, so keep it right and keep it clean. If you feel that you must comment, an honourable thing that you could do, then try to help instead of hinder. Then we might think something of you. Constructive critique is a good thing, it helps another and yourself. But if you seek to be the ******* then keep your thoughts up on the shelf. If you want to help another it doesn't do to laugh and scoff, if this is the path you wish to travel, my words to you my friend **** Off".
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 11:56 AM UTC
Critiqing (Constructive or Destructive)
I loved you through skins and into your within, how dare you shame me for my proudly presented fins? I will burn you, I will drown you, I will breed pain in your bones. To condemn your inner core and send you to stones. For this hurt I'll return worst, you tempted my thirst; I am your curse.
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
Mermaid: III. The Merwoman's Greed Continued - Mournful Anger
Monsters doesn't sleep under my bed All of them sleep inside of my head I always try to push them away But sometimes I can't keep them at bay When they're unleashed, I can't control them I'm sorry because i'm the one condemned If I did something wrong, don't leave me Cause you're the one who lets me stay...me Everybody has their own limits And mine can show in less than a minute I hope you can accept my dark side And that your love will never subside
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Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 10:55 AM UTC
"dark side"