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#devastating
someone told me that loving you is the biggest sin i could ever commit in my life. if thats the case then i’d rather stay a sinner my whole life; i’d rather be punished with eternal suffering because the thought of dying without you by my side is already so much worse than spending eternity in flames.
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
the best sin ever
I stare at the ceiling Wanting to crawl In my sleep I am saying I’m mentally numb The purpose is there But others don’t care So I sit here waiting For you to call 6 hours To 9 If it doesn’t ring soon Then this is my time Soon to be, an empty room I look around, hoping for one last dance But as time passes, so does my chance The world will soon change, as my brains on display For another lonely man, on another lonely day
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Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 12:49 PM UTC
The last chance
I've been watching you Holding hands with her The way I felt I could never describe in words Yet, I still hid from you I looked devastated And I still do Wonder What did she do To get to hold hands with you.
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Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 12:15 AM UTC
Holding hands
Endless field of tulips, Many out of my reach. The one that withered was more than 30 kilometres away, Yet the sadness of the farmers I do not know was felt in such a way. It was a beautiful day, Tulips sparkled in the sun rays. Yet it felt like it was pouring, And the silence was roaring. It wasn't my tulip to know, But when it withered I felt the cold. It's a perfect day with no snow, but the day has lost its glow. A withered tulip in a distance, And I felt its fleeting existence.
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
Fields Of Tulips
Sunrise, we boarded the train Weather was misty, with little rain All were happy, all were cheerful Hoping the ride would be peaceful At noon, when sun kissed our skins Came a knock from a folk, tall and thin The lofty figure, all dressed in green Entered hastily, with a big scream "There is fire on the train behind" That cheat cleverly played our minds Then a fish market was all you saw A horrible scene, impossible to draw After all the tempest, and the storms Bad and glad tidings formed "There's no fire" the news spread Misinformation our minds fed Nothing but a lie told While he stole all our gold And the journey ended sad Horrible, devastating and bad Soon the angels whispered my mind Make sure first, don't be blind
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Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 9:55 AM UTC
The train ride
The city sleeps in the dead of night. The stars reveal a falling light. The angels are sleeping at the top of the hill. If the flash doesn't wake them then the sound Surely will. We rose from our beds with sleep in our eyes And clouds overhead now blanket the skies. The buildings and monuments are crashing to the ground Ashes to ashes We all fall down. There's a nuclear reaction to the judgement day display. And the screaming sound ascending to the tune of "Bomb's Away!" Hand in hand, we'll burn alive Like the way we feel inside. You hold me close and close your eyes 'Til particles of you and I collide. We collide singing, "Bomb's Away." Souls set free as fates are bound. Lives once lost, in love, now found. The city turns to ashes with these passions now full blown. Come together, for the first time It's the last time That we'll ever be alone. There's a nuclear reaction to the judgement day display. And the screaming sound ascending to the tune of "Bomb's Away!" Hand in hand, we'll burn alive Like the way we feel inside. You hold me close and close your eyes 'Til particles of you and I collide. We collide, singing: "Bomb's Away."
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Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 1:24 PM UTC
Bomb's Away
music festivals are supposed to be fun they are supposed to be a music filled event but instead a horrible terrifying event gun shots fired every second people running for their lives blood everywhere screams can be heard from miles away this was supposed to be about the music praying for you Las Vegas my heart is with you at this time
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
the shooting
One day I saw you pale skin, brown hair and everything's gold brown eyes and blue sky matched well. 'Who is he?' I asked my self, bravely took a step forward to make sure you were a human being. You were, indeed, a human being. All the girls acted dumb and you were like a cactus erected deep to the really wet ground. Steady, dangerous but dying. All the boys looking like you, jealous. They were the plants grew on dry ground. They need water for living. and all the dumb girls they wouldn't leave until the death of the steady cactus money was all you have and everything else i didn't really need Kept watching your deathbed I thought it'll be entertaining Thinking you were like the others dumb, and dumb, and dumb. Oh no! I felt something on my cheeks Wet and salt I taste and wet Tears? Was it tears? The lightning strucked to the center of my heart, I didn't enjoy this. Your deathbed was my deathbed I was in terrible pain But why? And did you know? The reason off the pain that i felt? It's because I fell in love with a dying cactus Dying Cactus.
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
Realization #1
When all that you need is the company of ones soul, and you cannot bear the sound of your mothers yelling, your devastating thoughts, or the laughter, know that I will be waiting. If the world is deep in slumber, I will remain by your side beneath the stars until you find your way to reach them. If the world is not yet still, I will remain until the last light flickers away, until you find comfort in yourself. Whether you are beneath or above the constellations of the sky, know that I will be waiting until someday when you, are amongst the brightest. Until all of your dreams, are finally true.
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC
When You Need My Soul