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Hearts break and break, mentally, And they can heal, But if a heart is broken physically, They cant.
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Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 7:02 PM UTC
Precious hearts
Going between devices moving back and forth to get this done, shifting device to device, to draw you digitally and paint you physically. Now leading to a speculation, to make it flow from one device to next. to make our extended product risk scoring. © Feelings Coated
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Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 8:42 AM UTC
Product Risk Scoring
There is something wrong about the place, I belong. Ever since you came along everything has changed but has it really changed? or have I just changed? The friends with whom I ranged through their thickets are estranged. They are the same but their masks seem to be coming off. Was it all fake and just a part of a game? Now I am afraid to relapse to when I was seventeen, the time I had no ear to tell my thoughts to, for they would leave, judge, not understand and rumor me away. All alone and bottled up; I had only a paper to listen to me. My innocence and guilt is withering no one's heart is there to grasp no one's hand is there to to hold. Many may offer, but it no longer seems real no more. Trust has been dissolved by the words that held no meaning. My emotions are no longer the same. My love is no longer pure. My attachments are no longer etched to hearts no more. The year is coming to an end and everyone is leaving, Even the ones I thought would never leave. Although, they are still there physically none seem to be left in my heart anymore You may have changed everything, the way I see people closest to me But if I held on to you, and let go of everyone around me; the day you leave, will leave me with no one by my side. So I'll let everyone stay physically, even when they've deserted me in internally. I am going to try grasp myself, The ever-changing soul within me For I myself should be enough to keep on going.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
Everything is changing
I want to disappear. not physically, but mentally. I don't want anyone to know me. it would be so easy.
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Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 9:29 AM UTC
easy
I rest but don't sleep. I eat but don't taste. I hear but not listen. I linger but not dream. I rise but don't wake. I look but don't see. I touch but don't feel.
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 3:09 AM UTC
But Don't
In a hurry, Driving down the road, To meet an important client, Seal a major deal. The car in front me moved at a snail's pace, I fumed with anger, I writhed with impatience, I continued to honk, No change. I  inched closer, Saw a small sticker, On the car's rear, "Physically challenged, Please bear with me." My anger balloon burst, I cooled down, I leaned forward on my steering wheel, Drove slowly, I felt protective of the driver. Patience is a virtue, I understood now. I reached  for the appointment late, The client too was late, Blocked in the traffic. Kindness pays.
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 1:42 PM UTC
Have Patience
I want to feel euphoria I want to feel his hands on my body I want to feel him entering me I want to feel his lips on mine I want to feel the shivers his touch brings to my body I want to physically feel something Because I don’t emotionally
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 8:59 PM UTC
Lust
It’s funny When my stomach hurts Or I’m throwing up Or I have a headache I can stay home Take the day to relax, get better But when my brain’s suffocating When I feel like killing myself When I cry myself to sleep When I feel numb to any physical feeling It’s not a valid reason to stay home People tell me to get over it What’s the difference? Being mentally sick is the same thing as being physically sick, Maybe even worse But if you can't see the pain Then it’s not there, right?
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Sick Days
Scorched flesh, So inflamed and infected, Fresh damage to self. Flames dance after thee, As you break away. Your in dire need for a rescue, But hate to complain. Burns meet silence, As cream heals all but the screams. They set your insides aflame, Everything physically a crisp, As you mentally try to breath.
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Oct 22, 2017
Oct 22, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
Set Aflame
i could tell you i'm devastated i could tell you i scream in pain, as i fall asleep as night but what would i really gain? i could tell you i physically ache. i could tell you i'll never love no one else but at the end of the night, i'm saying all these things to just myself
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:33 AM UTC
...
There're lots of differences between the sexes, And pregnancy is one of them. The man can not get pregnant, And the woman can not fertilize herself. The woman is the one physically expecting, And the man is pregnant in his mind. Thinking and planning for his child's future.
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
Perspectives
wouldn't it be amazing to place a blade upon my skin just so i can feel something a g a i n
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 11:44 PM UTC
( a g a i n )
sometimes, we have to isolate ourselves, from the world, to truly defeat, the demons under our feet, the nightmares, that won't let us sleep, and the negative things, that make us weep, in order, to keep our minds awake, so our terrible thoughts, will stop causing our eyes, to create lakes, and so, our lips will pause it's mistakes, and so, we can remind ourselves that we'll be okay.
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
[ you're going to be okay ]
Physically, she's okay, but emotionally she's got cuts and bruises. { E.I }
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
My Ten Word Story [39]
The Last Words Uttered The Piece Of Resistance Quiet spoke louder than actions Retaliation is no longer a factor Let It Go Peace of Mind Calm Spirit Leave well enough alone To be alone is not a Death Sentence IT is just Solitary Confinement Until the right ONE With Authority Has the correct key to Unlock Your psyche SO PATIENTLY I'll be waiting, waiting and waiting On you FREE ME.
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
We Cool Snowflake ?
minutes before the bell was to ring, i sat down in the seat that i sat in every other morning. the one that was partially by the window and near you at the same time, and the way the light reflected of your skin and into my eyes set the mood and made my day better just like that. but, as the bell rang you were not to be found and so i sat and wondered where you were and when you'd come back. and moments after those thoughts occured, i remembered that you'll never mentally come back, because you called us quits. (a.b)
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
Mentally gone