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Her favorite color is yellow, because she's bright as the sun She lagged really loud as if her pain could be outrun She jumped when she talked and smiled when she cried Made herself “Yellow” so no one saw inside She made her self silly She made herself shine All the hurt you had, she turned into a smile everytime She filled up the silence, and softened the room A bust of shiny bright yellow in all your gloom In sixth grade she met a boy He filled her with joy Another boy came with no where to sit The golden trio the called it They left the girl behind They were the best Duo while the yellow girl was denied 7th grade comes she meets two girls They were sweet like pearls The three girls made plans The two girls became fans Blowing the yellow girl away When all she wanted was to stay 8th grade came she found a girl to love 4 months of that "Beautiful" dove They broke up many times Said she was to blame, for those wretched crimes The yellow girl apologized and begged for forgiveness Even though all of that wasn't her sickness 9th grade comes she still smiling and trying She gets a best friend and feels like she's flying That best friend hurts her, by dating someone she did before Smiling on the outside but the inside is a war So shes done trying, Shes not the yellow girl anymore She's closed that **** door The Yellow girl is cold angry and sad For she can't help it but acting glad She's with your heart and will live Because the yellow girl will always forgive
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Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 2:20 PM UTC
The Yellow Girl
Her favorite color is yellow, because she's bright as the sun She lagged really loud as if her pain could be outrun She jumped when she talked and smiled when she cried Made herself “Yellow” so no one saw inside She made her self silly She made herself shine All the hurt you had, she turned into a smile everytime She filled up the silence, and softened the room A bust of shiny bright yellow in all your gloom In sixth grade she met a boy He filled her with joy Another boy came with no where to sit The golden trio the called it They left the girl behind They were the best Duo while the yellow girl was denied 7th grade comes she meets two girls They were sweet like pearls The three girls made plans The two girls became fans Blowing the yellow girl away When all she wanted was to stay 8th grade came she found a girl to love 4 months of that "Beautiful" dove They broke up many times Said she was to blame, for those wretched crimes The yellow girl apologized and begged for forgiveness Even though all of that wasn't her sickness 9th grade comes she still smiling and trying She gets a best friend and feels like she's flying That best friend hurts her, by dating someone she did before Smiling on the outside but the inside is a war So shes done trying, Shes not the yellow girl anymore She's closed that **** door The Yellow girl is cold angry and sad For she can't help it but acting glad She's with your heart and will live Because the yellow girl will always forgive
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Tomorrow the sun will rise again Such is the inevitable march of time Brief is our time here Especially in this hurried digital age Proof of our existence only buoyed by those who whom are true to us                                                                           as we hold them the closest Even despite the grand shadow of our own self perception The life I've lived, being so full of irony of it's own sort The greatest being that I could never convey to you,                                                                           nor to the world The great fortune I found when I met you Even if I could proclaim to this unworthy world,                                                                            who would take notice? How, when most of us know so little of ourselves,                              much less from a man they've never met                                      from a place they've never heard of                                            about a love they couldn't hope to dream of For her name was Teresa
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Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 8:44 PM UTC
Her name was carried on an evening breeze
_I was a cavern, hollowed by storms, veins lined with soot, breath laced with ash. Grief hung from my ribs like moss in a forgotten wood, a slow rot curling beneath my tongue. The moon turned its back; even stars whispered away, and I wore my rage like a cloak of thorns, each step scattering petals of ruin, each silence a howl stitched beneath my skin. I became a storm cellar of memories, echoing thunder that never touched sky, harboring shadows that fed on the scent of blame, their claws tracing old wounds like sacred scripture. But dawn cracked the stone— a golden vine threading through grief’s grip, spilling warmth into marrow that had forgotten how to bloom. The river inside me stirred—slow, reluctant— yet still it moved, washing silt from the hollows. I knelt in that current, palms open, and let the darkness slip— a feather carried downstream, a name released to the wind. Forgiveness was not a surrender, but a seed, buried deep beneath frostbitten roots, unfolding in silence, unfurling toward light. And now— my heart, once a cathedral of echoes, is a garden humming with bees, each bloom a memory healed, not erased._
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Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 8:05 PM UTC
Ash to Blossom
I loved you like a daughter but I can't forgive you as a woman I sure hope you burns in hell but I can't say this out loud Cause you are my father But you were her husband first And I can't change that no I can't change that. I will never forget when you called her crazy When she put up your cheating evidence in our faces / on the dinner table. You laughed messily and denied it cause you are spoiled It's the same old wives tale Someone will end it up hurting badly And it will be always be a woman
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Sep 13, 2024
Sep 13, 2024 at 11:19 PM UTC
Old wives tale 2
Sometimes you think the only reason you're still alive is because you forget. Every night you forget the pain of the day. Wake up and everything starts again. again. and again. Either you forget about it completely or allow yourself not to wake up again
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Aug 11, 2024
Aug 11, 2024 at 5:28 PM UTC
Sleep
My cup is far from half empty Overflowing with dicsipline and self love in her highest form To choose self love and self respect over forgivness in shallow hopes.
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Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 10:52 AM UTC
Overflowing
Veins blue and icy In a hot body, melting Then frozen again
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 10:55 AM UTC
Hot & Cold
Him: "What's wrong?" Me: "Nothing". Him: "Please tell me..." Me: "I am just afraid....you might leave. It haunts me and I cannot control it." Him: "I promise I would never do that to you. I love you. " Me: "...promise?" Him: "Yes, I promise. " Forgive me... I spelled "Ex" wrong.
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Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 7:05 PM UTC
Typo
I see my mirror ahead Black stainless pieces chipped floating away I can see myself on the other side My long hair twisted with rage My burning gray eyes filled with my mistakes The scarlet red tears that stream down my face The black from my soul slowly eating me away As one black stained arm slowly reaches toward me through my mirror I see it My future I feel the scarlet warm on my cheeks As my mirrored hand slowly wraps itself around my neck The sweet metallic smell of steel fills my nose I open my mouth to scream As I beg my demon For forgiveness
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 1:51 PM UTC
Mirror
Resentment turns into acceptance, the moment you realize that they never intented to hurt you.
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
Forgivness
Look at what you have done Watch the tears run down my face I am hurt My heart is in pain How could you do this? I feel so much rage You have made me angry You have made me mad I hope you realize what you have done Am I anything to you? Do I even matter? You are too focused on wanting my forgiveness You can't even see your own faults I have nothing to say to you I no longer feel I forgive you but not for your sake For mine, to be free of you
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC
mad.
You may not have deserved it, you may have deserved it after all. But everyday is a new day. You are only human. You needed to grow from this too. Wishing my pain on to you will not end the cycle of your carelessness. I know my heart now.
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 12:29 AM UTC
I Know My Heart
Your insecurities will rot you inside out. And when your corpse comes begging for forgiveness, I shall be nailing the last nail to the coffin.
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Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 10:55 PM UTC
Nails.
I love her truly I helped her with all my heart I forgave her with all my soul I let her chose what she wanted And how all shall be I was not in heyr heart So I let her be free I wish I was wrong butl The feeling grows each moment That all I did and all I trIed I just end up loosing my future The days count down 3,2,1 and than its done for my future Why I did lil wrong Why take what lil I have left Just to hurt my heart and rip Lil man and my self apart after all We done and forgave for last 10 mths Why have me locked up as it harms all our hearts in some way Effects all our life's in some way And gets us In more deeper and to deep for me to save my future Is that what is wAnted of me and what u think I deserve
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Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 10:56 AM UTC
True love
Here we are In a closet, protected by intimacy. This is not a reflection, written on sand nor a message left on a mirror by salient hands. With a phrase I will release you. Into a room, Without judgment, or breath. Without a scream of worry, Or an island of regret. This is love without witness, The most naked of vulnerabilities. The self-seeking, all seeing periphery, Truth.
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
You
I am not the person I want to be yet. But... I am trying not to be too hard on the one I am now.
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 3:11 AM UTC
leniency
"𝑩𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍;" 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔, "𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚." 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚.
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Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
Hypocrisy
The grip is tight without remorse Suppressing memories of my execution Betrayal sharp and thin as a knife between the spine The uneasieness of the crippling fear of defeat Secrets so sick they stench of rotting flesh Forgiveness is an elixir A medicine for the pain Abandon thyself in means To achieve a place of tranquility Self is all I have Self will last indefinitely Self betrayal is thick Like mud on the bayou Like oil on the water An eye for an eye Vengeance, as the mere result of vulnerability Free yourself, Let it go Find a way to feed your soul.
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Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 2:30 PM UTC
Density
From the darkest pits he has pulled me out. Placed his hand apon me and showed what life is about. He saved me from the Devil and my sins. And told me “this is not where your story ends. I need you for so much more. You wouldn’t believe what your life has in store.” Believe ya that’s all I had to do But I continued asking god where are you. Until the day you came to me And told me listen and you will see. So I listened and my eyes where opened And I could see how his love goes on without end. He has turned my life around And planted my feet firmly on the ground. So I walk with him always on my mind. Knowing that whatever I seek thru him I will find. Know with my heart and soul at rest. And no longer a pit inside my chest. I live my life full of love. Thankful to have God up above.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
Saved
Tell me, Father... Which do I ask forgivness for? What I am, or what I am not? Which should I regret? What I became or what I didn't?
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
Confession
Boys are like teddy bear. You love them for a short amount of time. When that’s times up and the timer rings. You just throw them away. In your closet where you never see them again. Then you get a new teddy bear. You love this teddy bear. The way he smells like the woods, but after shave at the same time. The way he fits perfectly in you’re arms. This teddy bear oh you think it’s the one. The one your going to love till the end of you’re life. No this time the teddy bear stops loving you. He throws you to his closet. Just like you did to that teddy bear. Now you know how it feels. Opening your closet you bring that old teddy bear out. Loving that old teddy bear till the end of your time.
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 2:24 PM UTC
Teddy Bear
Behold the man who terrfies with power, Behold the man who can **** a king with his glower. All hail the man who has it all, All hail the man who cannot fall. Woe to the man who fears judgement day, He paces and turns the clock off in fear driven rage. Woe to the man who hides his pills from the other "eyes", He sits vengeful at his past, masking it with every lie. Woe to the man who doesn't sleep at night, For he regrets selling is soul, he doesn't sleep in fright. Woe to the men who are evil, for deep down they do not know, Their sickness has overcome them, they aren't aware they are suffering, barely able to crawl. Behold the one who sees it all, It is I, the lowly, the injured, the small. Behold the one with the love for the wolves when the world does not, I love what the world only wishes to die and rot. The evil are not born evil, some this truth is no option, For many, "Go to hell, you deserve no love, you are just a toxcin." I have grown to love what you consider "wicked", Despite my life, I am the victim. I can only love and forgive, no hatred after all these years, I still pray for them, behind my bruises, scars and tears. We could both debate, argue and try to pursuade, but I care too much, I will not lie behind hate. Perhaps a weakness, call me pathetic, but I was sent to heal the broken, Even if it makes me just as sick. Without a cure, how can we heal? Without a heaven, there is only hell. I fear the day when I am free, I fear the day this chord is broken, Killing them from me. What will be left is me the murderer, Me to mourn their decay; And what will be left is just a dream, a blurr. A pain I cannot bare to think it, I cannot stomach that, not even for a bit. So, woe and behold, The evil, the sick, Whom society and the mind is their virus, A good soul their antibiotic.
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC
Woe and Behold
Behold the man who terrfies with power, Behold the man who can **** a king with his glower. All hail the man who has it all, All hail the man who cannot fall. Woe to the man who fears judgement day, He paces and turns the clock off in fear driven rage. Woe to the man who hides his pills from the other "eyes", He sits vengeful at his past, masking it with every lie. Woe to the man who doesn't sleep at night, For he regrets selling is soul, he doesn't sleep in fright. Woe to the men who are evil, for deep down they do not know, Their sickness has overcome them, they aren't aware they are suffering, barely able to crawl. Behold the one who sees it all, It is I, the lowly, the injured, the small. Behold the one with the love for the wolves when the world does not, I love what the world only wishes to die and rot. The evil are not born evil, some this truth is no option, For many, "Go to hell, you deserve no love, you are just a toxcin." I have grown to love what you consider "wicked", Despite my life, I am the victim. I can only love and forgive, no hatred after all these years, I still pray for them, behind my bruises, scars and tears. We could both debate, argue and try to pursuade, but I care too much, I will not lie behind hate. Perhaps a weakness, call me pathetic, but I was sent to heal the broken, Even if it makes me just as sick. Without a cure, how can we heal? Without a heaven, there is only hell. I fear the day when I am free, I fear the day this chord is broken, Killing them from me. What will be left is me the murderer, Me to mourn their decay; And what will be left is just a dream, a blurr. A pain I cannot bare to think it, I cannot stomach that, not even for a bit. So, woe and behold, The evil, the sick, Whom society and the mind is their virus, A good soul their antibiotic.
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I need novacane I need stimulants I need someone To explain Why you're not Next to me I need relief I need forgivness
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 8:05 AM UTC
Novacane