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#wrecking
At times, I find myself tearing my fibers apart. Picking out one neuron from another, and wrecking myself from within. To find, the next morning, I have been built once more. This time, just differently.
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Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 2:49 AM UTC
Reconstruction
the contractors moved in with a wrecking ball and of great destruction they caused at our mall nothing was left standing over it all did fall we were aghast on seeing the results of the squall their services weren't needed around our lot they smashed everything like a wind's blasting knot the scene was reminiscent of a terribly mangled spot they'd done so much damage on our plot we've witnessed the harm they've wrought about vandalizing our buildings as would a felonious lout we'll not forget the badness of the devastation's clout hard hitting was their mission in demolishing our grout
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Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 7:37 PM UTC
The Contractors
I'm an *** of a friend, and I sowwy. Waking you up for my problems, I know. Always bugging you about my insecurities. I swear, wrecking you life's not my goal. I get mad at you when I have dog days. And I'm too shy, to pummel those who talk **** But I swear to you, this is not what I'm trying to do. This is not what you deserve. This is not what you should get. You never whine to me. I don't know how you keep things confined, but ya know, maybe im wrong. Maybe there is no sorrow inside. What I'm trying to say is.. thank you for being there. For holding me up ALLL the time. Thank you and you're the best, I would always offer up, and break you out, if you committed crime
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
Sowwy Letter to My Best Friend Ever
You said you'd never hurt me and for a while, I was okay. I wasn't good, I wasn't bad. I was alive and that's all I needed. But now, I'm hurting. I realize that sometimes repression isn't always my best skill because our memory is the cruelest skill God has given us. I remember the pain, the feeling of not enough oxygen, the tightness in my chest, the bloodshot eyes. I remember. I'm scared he'll do that to me too. I'm scared to be alone, but I'm scared to drive him away. I drove you away. You said you'd never hurt me. You never said you wouldn't hurt my mind.
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 7:42 PM UTC
Wrecking Ball