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Since, You don't know Let me tell you that, I Never stopped loving... you Will never stop loving... You Still love you,... A Lot... Even though You never know that, I existed... Just for you & you Only... I'm existing, In the world full Of monsters... Where, You are the light, The angel And my Lover...
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 8:42 PM UTC
My Only One
Conception as it may, Will lead to only dismay. For only it to be complete, Incompleteness holds.
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Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 1:12 AM UTC
To be Whole
A cemetery filled with tombstones everywhere Even though their lives never existed And she wrote their lives to be a never-ending tragedy And maybe it would've changed if they coexisted They went on so many adventures in her mind Even if it was just to escape reality And she then began to lose track of time Lost in her own mentality She erased their stories as she got older But never against her they rioted And no one could ever scold her Because they had been quieted But she still grieved when she thought about them And she cried over their non-existent tombs And she wondered what they could have become If she let them live for infinite moons If you look closely into the late night You can see a girl holding a rose of fiction And if you look deeper, you can see she might Put it on a grave with no inscription
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Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 10:07 PM UTC
Empty Graves
L*ittle by little every shard of my work will disappear from this world and the time will erase my existence*.
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Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 4:44 PM UTC
Non-existent
Permanent scars Temporary hope Temporarily permanent life Nonexistent, really.
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 8:16 AM UTC
Nonexistent
Eyes are supposed to be the windows to the soul... I think they’re really Just funhouse mirrors Taking something And twisting it Into something that is not
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 12:36 PM UTC
Windows or Funhouse Mirrors?
I was not here You never saw me We never spoke You never told me in spring That you don’t I am alone This never happened I never did this I can’t give What I don’t own I never will be there Maybe you will But I shall not And I don’t care
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Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 10:35 AM UTC
DENAIL
Walking through a mist of hatred, With no fog lights, I was idle to see What love is to be.
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Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 12:37 AM UTC
I wish I loved you.
I ******* hate you for what you did. You knew that my heart was yours and you did this to me .. you caused me to bleed. In that moment you made all the i love you’s ******* irrelevant. I hate you with everything I have, with my whole existence and soul. How could one person cause so much hurt. I trusted you I told you I was scared to get close to another being and you didn’t care. You took the last piece and now I’m vanished, not even dust at this moment but and aura of hate. I hope you see this one day luv.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC
Hate/love Relationship .
Look down. Keep your head down as much as possible; they're judging you. No one wants to see your face. I wish I could wear a mask; be invisible. Walk through the halls without being seen, go unnoticed. “No one notices you.” I know but... just to not exist, not to go through the embarrassment of just being there. Tiny glances meaning nothing but feeling like everything. Blank faces. If only they could all just be blank faces. Faces that don't judge. Mysterious and dark but not judgemental. No eyes so I don't know what they think of me; no analyzing, no sneering. Just faces that I can't compare myself to. Faces with no emotion so they can't: laugh at me, look at me, judge me.
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
Nonexistent Life
I felt the plunge of it's talons As it wretched my heart to pieces The excruciating feeling of the ripping and the tearing of my heart The sounds of it feeding upon me brought forth the vile in my stomach I couldn't survive this time! I knew there had to be an end. No more pain, no more ugly thoughts running rampant in my mind No more seeking desperately to make it stop! To just lay down and feel no more is the only thing left that I want! To know that I was just a crazy woman in everyone's mind matters no more.
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 3:36 PM UTC
No More
Strange How the outside world Makes such a blaring, disturbing noise Yet only the silence settles between us. Strange How I'm right beside you Sitting straight, Yet I don't seem to even be here. Strange. How simple the world can be, How simple we could be, But you don't even exist.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
3:00pm
you are a metaphor you are made up you are like something but you are not real you are my life but of course you’re not really because how can something that doesn’t exist be my life
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 6:32 AM UTC
metaphors
I can't sleep at night So I see you in my day dreams. Insomniac on a mission Projecting visions on a big screen I spot an opening to your heart, in my dream analysis Want to enter but can't move I guess that's sleep paralysis So I stay where I am and just focus on this visual Convinced it's not real, though I can feel the residual It's embedded in my memory This dream has got the best of me I pray that when I wake, you'll be sittin' right here next to me But if it doesn't come true If I never come to At least here we exist All of me and All of you
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 9:31 PM UTC
Head In the Clouds
I am clearly just completely mental, Just delusive, Just outcast from society, Just me; I'm the the quiet girl Who you don't ever hear speak, Looking scared of the world, Alone in every corner that she's been to.
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 6:18 PM UTC
Untitled 9/10/16
TIME has so much power and say on our day to day. It tells us if we are early or late. If we should be hired or fired. Determines if we're morally correct or socially incorrect. Our definition of TIME is far from perfect. TIME is a song that has your radio station infected. Can't change the station, can't escape it. "Ugh! I hate this song!!!" singing along We are the dysfunctional orchestra, the composers of this catchy tune. Composed by the abused watches we wear, the guilty murderer clocks we hang on our walls and by our notorious digital clocks in our phones. Our favorite dance partner is 'Father Time'. Dancing to the ticking and tocking. Grooving at the speed of gears turning. Steady rhythm; never speeding or slowing. TIME does not exist, TIME keeping does. Oh silly humans...... measuring something that does NOT exist.
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Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
What is time?
*Freedom is just a word to me. Freedom is what I long for! Sitting on this jail bed Wishing to escape: These constant fights These burglar bars These lonely nights and emotional scars Freedom is just a word to me. Freedom is what I long for!*
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
Freedom
Real friends don't let you hide your emotions from them Real friends don't let you give them the silent treatment Real friends don't judge when you're acting crazy Real friends don't disappear when someone else comes along Real friends don't join in rumor-spreading Real friends don't ignore you for the rest of the clique Real friends don't walk away when you're most vulnerable Real friends don't let you sit alone Real friends don't pick others over you Real friends don't exist
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:00 AM UTC
Real Friends
This is not mine! THIS IS NOT MINE! THIS IS NOT MY HOME! your diamond *** intense compaction and heat clear like hash gum red as a cherry until it pops bittersweet the end is enough but victory feels naught years of blood I cough and hate is what i'm taught. Away from sane Pleasures of pain Try and keep the loose locks chained Realities plane From what we gain Oh life is tamed From heart to brain Your name is bane Now I’m the same These maggots of shame Express my frame The life of death is but a game The fowls in your lies They **** out my eyes Streaking fire harmonize Along the lines of mental suicide now lost in higher skies Known like when a ghost dies Inegligible melting wax With a sea of philosophical facts Tearing your nails for satisfaction incomprehensible refractions why try to grasp such fractions to only destroy your foundation? like narcotics and communication or the vane abyss of dead relaxation
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
Fictitious Catastrophe
Every year on the twenty first of February you are the reason for the big smile on face You add a new prettier bigger candle onto my birthday cake You bring me into your strong arms and give me the warmest hug that a father could give Every year I wish for the same thing, for you to spend my birthday with me again The perfect husband and father You are my mother's soulmate And my best friend You, however,are nonexistent You left my mother And you never showed me love,not even on the twenty- first of February You never gave me a warm hug not even once In my imagination is were you live But reality would always get rid of you And it broke my heart every year on the same day Every year until my sixteenth birthday I wished for the same thing, for you to spend the twenty first of February at least once with me All I wanted All I needed Was to be your little girl At least just once On the twenty-first of February But you are nonexistent...
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 4:13 PM UTC
nonexistent