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The thought of death, it pushes me harder Because overworked bodies don't last longer This equation backfired because now I'm stronger Now I'll have to experience the pain for much longer.
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 9:12 AM UTC
Maths
I don't want to hear What you have to say about me I already know How to think 'bout who I am It leaves me so scared Knowing you'd notice the bad things I already know That you're going to lose your calm I never asked, I never asked! I never wanted to be born The way we treat me, It leaves me feeling forlorn I never asked, I never asked! I never wanted the hurt I guess this treatment's Showing me how much I'm worth
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 9:07 AM UTC
I Already Know
"Go commit die" That's what she said. Guess that makes two of us That wants me dead.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 2:48 PM UTC
Great Minds Think Alike
I saw them, I sw**r Sometimes they were in line, Sometimes scattered everywhere I saw them around me They were on the ground Leave them alone and They'll never make a sound Touch them the wrong way And if they’re close, they’ll crumble In their downfall In the end, they'll always lose their humble I can’t see the difference Is it just me or they are all the same They’re just clones of each other I can feel their pain I couldn’t tell them apart Without my fingertips They’re all duplicates A species of a looped never-ending clips What if I am just as bare, Another domino I can’t recognise my own reflection So I guess I’ll never know.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 6:39 AM UTC
Prosopagnosia
I never knew, I saw her cry: I felt her tears; Pain liquified. It isn’t real, It’s all a lie! A fantasy Of crystal skies! It’s all a dream Of crystal skies! Conspiracy: She never died!
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
Crystal Skies
I am a very LOVING person. Any and everyone I see, Even before I ever know you, I love you to the ends of the world, But.If.You.Dare.Try.To.Abuse.My.Love, I'll love you to the end of your life.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 11:42 PM UTC
My Kind of Love
I’m hiding the hurt, I’m hiding the pain. I’m hiding the tears, Although they flow like rain. I’m hiding the fear- Just let me brood; I can’t tell you the secrets trapped inside my skull, Don’t call me rude. Let me Protect you. I’ll tear myself apart To put you together I’ll make it worse for me To make you feel better It’s all about you Don’t focus on worthless things like me These aren’t the colours I should see Get it right: You’re priority. In layers I hide Behind my mask Maybe there’s a monster? To remove it Should you I dare ask? I’d loved you while you lasted I’ll love you through your plastic I’ll love you when you’re finite I’ll love you as fantastic I know it’s not the best I know it’s not that healthy In this case especially Because it is killing me! But how can I tell you? How can I deliberately disappoint? How can I **** all dreams you have for me? How to tell I need oil in my joints?
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Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
Hidden
They keep laughing at me Their noise flow forth from the DEPTHs of their throats On their thrones they point their fingers I see their diaphragms trembling in glee hAHaha So what if you don't like the real me? hAHaha I don't CARE hAHaha These aren' the colours I should see ... They're not there. I see the colours, the pictures The words never come
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Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 3:25 AM UTC
Teeth
I don't want to be the chains I just want to make and see a change With whatever good judement's left As priorities rearrange.
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:58 AM UTC
Change
I feed my habits And ignore my needs As distasteful as it seems My plan succeeds I plant the seeds That grow the weeds Won't feed myself I starve, deceased.
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:45 AM UTC
Feeds
She stares With a bagpack and a ribbon in her hair I care But the words have never left my tongue I'm concerned she's scared Of how I treat myself It makes me fear What she will do It was only the tip of the iceburg What if she only knew?
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:42 AM UTC
What If?
I am no artist But I do paint with words I am not insane But I hear things unheard I'm no storyteller But great tales I can weave I'n not a comforter But you can always cry on my sleeve
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:31 AM UTC
No
Please stand by, we're having some technical difficulties We are dealing with the static disturbance The colourbars are staring right back at me What a horrible turn of events Maybe it's time to cut the act Everything is ruined in moments I always infect and ruin everything No matter the type of event What if I do them a final favour And just **** myself? Let me Put them out of their misery My problematic existence has always been a waste I can never get anything right This worthless circus monster should be rid of with haste I can't even do that right Let me Put you out of your misery And end it all It shouldn't be hard to build you up By having an eternal fall I'm sorry, it's my fault I should cut off my tongue My skull should be bashed in My neck should be rung Let me Put you out of your misery Can't tell you I'm falling apart I am worthless, my opinion doesn't matter Just hurry up and put a knife through my heart Thinking of all their time that's been wasted because of me It's a shame their efforts are for naught Considering that I'll never amount to anything good enough I was woth it, back then I thought
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Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 6:35 PM UTC
Put You Out of Your Misery
"Why don't you just use a filter?" Because I don't like being fake "Come one, it'll make you look better!" All the unnecasary effort for unknown people's sake?
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 5:19 PM UTC
Fltr
Sometimes they're many Sometimes they're few Unpractically pretty But they will do Flowers in my garden The only things certain The only faces I know Who'd remain true as they grow They may blossom like my growing fear The may wither like my sanity They are stifled by the thorns Like the skin I'm in, well-worn They are suppressed by the weeds Like the guilt in me Flowers in my garden I am quite certain We're the same But I'm embodied in flesh Flowers in my garden I beg your pardon? What do you mean that you don't exist? If you leave, what'll happen to me?
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 5:02 PM UTC
Flowers in my Garden
I’ll help you find you way; Live to see brighter days, When you’re feeling imprisoned, I’m the key to your cage. When you’re lost I will find you, In fogs I’ll always shine through. When you’ve lost, it’s a gain; I’ll protect you from pain.
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Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
Protect
The unending suppression Leaves no words to be said. The hurt that goes unmentioned Keeps replaying in my head! Your gusty winds of teaching, Your too-damn persuasive legions Warm even my deepest regions, And kills me all the while... Your fingers at the sides of my mouth, Telling me to smile. You're the doctor giving bad medicines to make me come back. You groom me well, teach me to entice the pains, no matter how vile. You make the walls of my heart go compact.
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
Smile
I wear my masks to make it better I anxiously wait as I see the three grey dots dance on my screen I don't see the point in painting merry smiles to hide the truth I wear the skin that makes me scream I’m sorry that things have changed We aren’t the human I used to know My mind and my heart have had their exchange And the fears that have been caught up with at last begin to show Lying has never felt so fulfilling I’m about to fall apart again Monsters shouldn’t exist, now could be their time of killing But the shadows in the corner of my mind won’t let me rest I cut the meat and stuff the flesh To feed the bottomless stomachs of finites The damage done lives in my veins It only gets worse, we can’t hope for the best On the edge-ridden surfaces I throw myself and is comforted by talking meat The nation reaches its loving arms out to inflict me But non-existent persons shouldn’t be acknowledged. I’ll never be real enough for the talking flesh.
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
The Talking Flesh Tells my Existence
I find peace in the silence, But a silent world can be maddening. Noise drives me to my ends, It corrupts all my happennings, But if peace is therefore maddening, And it's the same for noise, One way or another I'll lose my mind Without being given a choice.
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
Madness
If this is what defines me I prefer to remain without definition.
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 2:39 AM UTC
Definition
What is a beautiful life Without a beautiful death? What are beautiful memories When all we do is forget? What's a beautiful rest Without a beautiful wake? What's so beautiful about giving For all you do is take.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
Beautiful
Staring at the static scream Of the big black box And silently scream; Trapped in this paradox Because silents screams Aren't heard, but seen Repeating patterns erratic I lose myself to static.
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 1:38 PM UTC
Static
Actions speak louder than words You r actions are very loud I let you in enough Time that I shut you out. This is the new old me, Semi-insanity Is my unsoundness a sin? Once again, your actions, in verbatim. Aggravated, I am losing my patience. Whole teenage years I've been waiting; I can't help but feel forsaken. Am I made to be broken, Are these the things I deserve? I'm afraid, now that I've spoken You'll use them against me, my words.
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 1:59 AM UTC
In Verbatim
My true face hidden by these plastic identities When they're removed, you shun me It's a battle I'm always losing, So I come to the conclusion "I'm not allowed to cry!" At least publicly, You say you never ever want to hear a whimper out of me. So in the dark in my tears I lie But when the sun comes up, I got to dry my eyes.
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Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC
Not Allowed
I got butterflies as my food You make me feel so **** Butterflies' a crazy meal Now my belly got the feels You make me die And make me real Take me up high Swim in seas I wanna go Where the butterflies aren't Wish you were not So freakin' arrogant I'll try to make it snow Just to Keep the butterflies away Cause when I'm with you In my belly The butterflies play
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
Butterflies