Sometimes I just feel like The only way they'll See me Is if my skin is stained red.
(a. b)
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Author: nnylhsa
1
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210649
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You stole my heart When you ran away.
You have made me break my promise Not to cut again.
You broke me And I cannot be fixed.
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Author: Amber Rose
0
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210648
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I like how every awkward thing doesn't feel awkward And I like how you tease me about things that you're only half kidding about. I like watching you lick your lips and I like wearing your t-shirt And I like bumping into you as we walk down back roads at 1 am.
I constantly embarrass myself And even though i don't want to be a fool, I'm glad you're the one i'm embarrassing myself with
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Author: fdg
0
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210642
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Who am I? I could tell you my name Or the year I was born But it's all the same I'm not telling you who I am With an answer like that one It's just my label The name I was given Who I am Isn't so easily obtained Who I am Is me when I'm playing in the rain Who I am Is my tears that fall Who I am Is my fearlessness to stand tall Who I am Is not just a name Who I am Is my inner flame
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Author: Satsuki
0
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210640
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Sometimes I don't think you realize how much you mean
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Author: Rj
0
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210616
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I don't know bottles comfortable stagger its rewinds forgotten pain... Pollution of my veins now seems futile tense heartache chisels truth... Nicotine and ashes cloud the space I only visit on occasion... Headstones see my lies better than catholic crosses... Like a pornographic life I see it all uncensored and coldly explicit... Mental illness becomes far to clear thru self medicated tolerance... A slam poetry intervention shines a spotlight on my failures... I don't like the lifestyle or to be nested in hipster categories... Insane logic or a genious with dyslexia can be pointed at me blindly... It really dosent matter if pain receptors became weak it was only a defense... But in a science of space and matter... just give me some space and I promise you wont matter...
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Author: David Adam Johnson
0
Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210559
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A lot of things i'm
Got
2eyes2hands2lips And a mouth between Them and a voice between That and a heart i've got a chest Where it's red and it moves a more At you it goes like a deer wildly through Startled brilliant lances of light in a once was Placid, soft, and smooth copse of never trees
That wouldn't (for anything) yield, neither Would it want to but you're like sweating In the dead of water (between autumn and spring) Frozen, Cool,
