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#wallow
my head hangs like a willow tree chin up they tell me they don’t understand my pain healing outruns me who am i becoming? thought it was something but it’s nothing ruthless instead of loving my head hangs like a willow tree keep my face in the books wait for the pages to tell me which way i should look
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Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 3:43 PM UTC
willow tree
Every time, you try- counting time in quarter tones, scribing rhymes on android phones the great design- monochrome As light's define then they postpone, another chance To be alone to change one's mind To go back home. would you always maybe sometimes make it easy take your time in the foreground and then back; we reflect as we react & wallow, in the nighttime's black; cinder's splinters trace us back.
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Dec 20, 2023
Dec 20, 2023 at 1:35 AM UTC
Two Weeks
this is the life i want to live I say from the ground no it isnt but itll be part of it time to have it to waste and wallow the time to let myself be swallowed
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Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 9:39 PM UTC
i forgot what time felt like
I really wanted to brood a little longer Wallow in the hole I’ve dug myself But you broke me down And I think Just maybe You made me smile
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May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
Smiles
i am tired of asking for help for now ill let myself wallow in the water i have soiled because i know that this time ive done what i can to float through to the other side i dont want anyone else to ruin their cloths trying to drag me out
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
float
My recent reluctance plays on repeat My shaken hands radiate with heat I choke on my words Throat thick with lies I swallow them down Gagging on my pride Regret in my chest I attempt to catch my breath Praying for solace My head to the ground I'm stuck in this moment I don't want to be found
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
Down
I do not seek out a brighter day A wish of happiness, no more Vaulted hope; Cracked safe opened and released Laughter and cheer walked out the door Position every window blind shut Draw the shades so none shall see Must keep sunshine’s heavenly rays locked out And preserve this perfect misery
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
Perfect Misery
Get the sudden feeling that I I'd be as at home in earth as on Because I get home to no messages Which means no one knows me and the ones who know me must barely care I get the sudden feeling that half the reason I have for living ultimately isn't there
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
Mx. Mopes
we, as potentially conscious beings, do incur such fantastic Purgatory and yet we seem indeed so very keen to choose to wallow in vain and irksome squalor- a comfortable yet blind stupor when it comes to the very real causality wrought of our intention: yes, you read right: i said "potentially conscious."
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 7:25 AM UTC
Such Purgatory
The never ending fall, long drop from the top makes me feel 3 feet small. It will be okay it's for the best, fake smile try to do your best. But what if my best isn't good enough, what if my best doesn't even add up. Failure is a hard pill to swallow, iron taste double shot of self hate. it's your choice to self hate get down on yourself and wallow, or pick yourself up, dust yourself off Self love will follow.
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Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
Failure
if i were to turn and say hey dude i ******* hate you, kay? (well no, of course it isn't true-) but what d'you reckon you would do? i'm only wondering because you act like it'd be no loss and insecurely, i don't know- because you sometimes seem as though either you think i'll never leave or just don't care what i believe? i'd like to say i have a line but no, i'll just sit here and whine while you sit there, knowing quite well that i would never ever tell you that i'm giving up, you see i think that this means more to me than you, perhaps, and **** that stings especially recently, when things have led your life away from mine i know it's not your fault; it's fine- except it's not, because i never thought that i would have to weather all my ugly parts alone, you used to be just down the phone. i never used to hide from you and now it seems you want me to- but i've spent years with my gun down it's hard to pick it off the ground. *-maybe i'll close my eyes instead and un-remember what you said.*
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
swearing and bad rhymes arranged in a rectangle and called a poem
Think positive                    *Have you learned nothing about                          me?* Have you learned nothing of me?                       -.- Fire with fire... Questions with questions                      *Smoke with ashes, I'll smother                        you -.-* After nine lashes, you've nothing better to do?                       *Before your funeral, you've got                       nothing better to say?* Inhibitions compensated, though so futile. Bury yourself beneath your yesterdays.                       *Trial and error, yet so naive.                        Through your mistakes and                        heartaches, you still                        overcompensate.* Smiling through tears, and tearing through smiles? What do you fear--everything prior, or just one more trial?                        *Been crying through the pain                         for far too long. I fear...                        Simply everything, to avoid                       the hurt, why is that so wrong?* Not wrong, but you hold doubt where hope belongs. Don't wallow in the dirt, or hold on to this morning's dawn.                        *But where I should see hope,                        there's only despair. I'm not                        wallowing, simply realistic. It's                        really not fair, to assume I'm                        being over dramatic.* Learn to cope when people are unfair. Try hallowing what you know's simplistic. There's much in the air, besides the cruelness of fanatics.                           *But the evil is overwhelming,                            it truly surrounds me, in my                           mind and my heart.                           Sometimes, I can't help but                          fall apart...* When the Devil is swelling, his doings unruly, and it all mounts on you, know there is kindness. Just part with the bad times and take the goodness to heart.
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
Typical ~~~ Collaboration with the Sweet Frank Ruland
Think positive                    *Have you learned nothing about                          me?* Have you learned nothing of me?                       -.- Fire with fire... Questions with questions                      *Smoke with ashes, I'll smother                        you -.-* After nine lashes, you've nothing better to do?                       *Before your funeral, you've got                       nothing better to say?* Inhibitions compensated, though so futile. Bury yourself beneath your yesterdays.                       *Trial and error, yet so naive.                        Through your mistakes and                        heartaches, you still                        overcompensate.* Smiling through tears, and tearing through smiles? What do you fear--everything prior, or just one more trial?                        *Been crying through the pain                         for far too long. I fear...                        Simply everything, to avoid                       the hurt, why is that so wrong?* Not wrong, but you hold doubt where hope belongs. Don't wallow in the dirt, or hold on to this morning's dawn.                        *But where I should see hope,                        there's only despair. I'm not                        wallowing, simply realistic. It's                        really not fair, to assume I'm                        being over dramatic.* Learn to cope when people are unfair. Try hallowing what you know's simplistic. There's much in the air, besides the cruelness of fanatics.                           *But the evil is overwhelming,                            it truly surrounds me, in my                           mind and my heart.                           Sometimes, I can't help but                          fall apart...* When the Devil is swelling, his doings unruly, and it all mounts on you, know there is kindness. Just part with the bad times and take the goodness to heart.
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Once we were laying in a field in the early hours of the morning with dummies in our beds without screens in our windows I think he was crying or maybe I was I asked him what sadness felt like he whispered "hollow, hollow, hollow."
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 1:29 AM UTC
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