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Ava Nov 2014
i don't feel anything
i don't want to feel anything
if i did feel, then i would feel every bladed smile creep up my wrists and i would feel the hollow of your missing love in my breast and then the  walls would fall and the your lips pressing into mine would mean something and the earth and sun and stars would shatter and the fireworks in the childrens eyes would cease to glow and blood would rain down like water and the lips of politicians would be dripping with lies  and the antagonist would get off scott-free andandandandand
it would hurt
what to do when your ex boyfriend is suicidal and just slit his wrists wide open and all i can do is write
David Feb 2017
I am sad
Filled with pain
Depression inside my brain
Deaths almost one thought away.
I am awake
My seceret quite opaque
I as I live my life I hate
What am I
Dead on the inside
I cry feel no pain
As I walk down this lonely Lane
**** me
I say
As I hide this lonelyface
To put on a mask that could fool
The smartest man in my race
Nellie 55 Aug 2019
D:
She doesn't know her worth
She's afraid to make it work
He's crying till he feels her soft touch
He realizes he's not much
May his wishes be denied
Yet he wishes upon the stars everynight
Not every wishes come true
Hard work and time has a seceret value
Why must it still be the end
He's daydreaming because he can accept reality
Jayden Sanders Jan 2020
A web of hidden creatures
Approach our feeble senses
We are innocent and full of exitement
Fill our riches and desires
To reach our full potential
Spread our news far and
Wide, we seek enlightment
Seceret letters and messages
Sent out of great importance
We seek a new God, a new lord
Keep our spirits fed and full of light
Create a community and discover..
Discover our lost hidden kept secrets..
A journey towards the abyss we find answers
Cut away the ego and glance forward..
Forward to our never ending dawn..
The Beauty of Death, The lust of love's lips
Kiss me and draw near our breathe..
Fruit of Life..
Corpse of Death..
Treasure of gold..
Follow me,
Follow me,
Follow me,
To seek my lost steps
Beneath the fallen glass
Witness our brand new God.

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