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I'm in love with a ghost . His name is hope . Whenever he's near i become enlightned. My ex sometimes appears . He gets in the way . He stricks me with fear. He goes by depression . Messing with my love is his obssesion. Just when i think he ruined a good thing. Hope has lived in my soul and he spoke "for eternity"
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
Hope and depression.
when I have it, in pencil I draw it all out perfectly on paper -but then again you hold the eraser and you vanish it all back to nothing regardless.
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC
september first. VI
he taught me, showed me vividly that the most harrowing ache can become the most beautiful masterpiece. he put tools in my hands, held them and demonstrated before me how my throbbing cries my desperate grieving can be carved masterfully into art. - I'm hammering and outlining and carving each day, I'll display it one day when I finish. I just hope you'll see the day
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
september first.VVI