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I’ve wasted so much time in my life. Too much, I think, sometimes. I forget where I am, but time always remembers. So many days I have sat in a ..
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Everything is quiet when you're alone.
At all times, there is no sound.
You can hear the quiet through the noise of the TV.
You can hear the quiet ..
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I hope for a world that is better than the one which I see. Not due to some misplaced idealism or a desire of something for myself, but because I look..
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I’m guarded, conceited,
Twisted and torn.
I’m breaking, shaking,
Callous and cold.
I tempt and torture,
Desecrate a..
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Letting go isn’t as easy
As everyone makes it seem.
Breaking apart comes more naturally,
To this dilapidated heart.
I build myse..
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I feel like I’m trapped within myself �" that my body is a cage and am lucky enough to peek through the bars. I do not associate mys..
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Upon my dream of Heaven
Did I watch the world burn.
In bright flame my lives went,
All possession and memory,
Taken by the dream of tomorr..
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An attempt to mimic the mindset of someone with intense anxiety/paranoia.
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Who am I, a page, scraped blank.
Ready to be written, described.
My title is chosen, not by me,
Scribbled across my header-
That which wil..
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Is this the whole picture,
Or is this just the frame?
Am I living in this world,
Or living only in name?
Each breath feels warm,
No..
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