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I am sorry.

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Stress.

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Timeless (through death)

A song (in the wind) may carry my soul through the time of the alabaster sun. The happenstance of death cannot deprive me the feeling (of sweet summers breath), as this planet is my home, and we shall never part. Let the soft rhythm of life bring with it the (love) my earthbound shadow (may never) again express. Although this life may vanish on whim, my affection for you shall never (fade).

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Who am I you ask?

I am simply a Godless Spiritual exploring the Effects of Drugs on Reality

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her morse code blinks told him the things that she was thinking about, the things that she wouldn’t say out loud,

and they were beautiful.

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Received 3:24pm

My intentions may be sleude and disgraceful. You may find my eyes glued to your skin, my mind racing with my heart. But, may we chat?

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TheLiar. Her tears they fall on empty hands that Once held the most porcelain skin, her Sanity bears the weight of all she once Fought for. Her eyes see not, what will Come to be but that which pleases her To see. Lies can convince even the liar Herself.

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Daughter, Lover, Mother

Fall asleep my lonely child I will hold you, dear. Never lie awake in fright Never shed a tear *** Fall asleep my girl so shy Let me hold you, dear Never kissed a man she loved Never shed her fear *** Fall asleep oh please she cried Let me sleep oh, dear Never gave herself before Never wiped a tear.

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Remorse

What am I doing Where am I going Why do I even try What are they looking at Where are all my friends Why did they all disappear What is left for me in this world Where has my life taken me Why should I stop these bleeding blades?

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Here’s to the boys. The boys like me. The boys that self harm. The boys that are suicidal. The boys that have eating disorders. The boys that feel that they are alone. The boys that have been strong for way too long. The boys thinking of hurting themselves. The boys that hate the world. The boys that have been forgotten. Here’s to all the boys.

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Your vintage shoes will always remind me of the day we danced pretend Our hands were clasped but our hearts swooned over the same melodious man.

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Life sucks. But so do we. I guess we must deserve one another.

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crows drip the sky oil black, fishes strung like polymer chains as they set the stage for contrived theatrics. flustered white-collars start the blame game; scientists in lament. the perfect excuse being “we were all kept in the dark.” truth— for they had deliberately kept themselves in the dark.

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I wanna write something like this.. will credit you for the idea :)

an elaborate con

(con) me with your coy; i (con)cave into your ruse.

(con)cealed from third parties who’ll know better, i (con)vulse in (con)cent with your cadence

love as a (con)tract; (con) amore trifle in your eyes. (con)jugality whimsically undone with (con)cession expiry.

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EJH

You are nothing (but) beautiful Know that (I) really did love you You gave me anything I could (need) It hurts me (to) hurt you I'm sorry I said I'd never (leave)

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"Don’t dream for the stars if you ain’t gotta spaceship"

Adeo Carter

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The Freshmen -the verve pipe-

I can’t be held responsible She was touching her face I won’t be held responsible She fell in love in the first place For the life of me I cannot remember What made us think that we were wise And we’d never compromise For the life of me I cannot believe We’d ever die for these sins We were merely freshmen