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The music plays away the demons in my head.The demons with the stolen voices of angels.Or maybe I'm the demon?Twisting the voices of angels to sounds ..
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You think I'm out of my mind?Well, you're right.But remember this, my dear reader.I'm all the way out here,Because it's much scarierinside
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I’m disgusting.I’m afraid of everything.I’m scared of the dark,Of my dad,Of myself.I’m afraid of living,But I’m slightly..
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I give up...This is like my motto.But I'm a hypocrite.I wake up every morning,Wishing I hadn't.I'd end things myself,But Ijust freeze every time I com..
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A lonely white cloud glides through an otherwise clear blue skyMinutes, hours, days passJust as the cloud loses hope and begins to fade away, the blue..
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Every thought I have feels quite artistic,Poetic, thoughtful, dramatic,Whatever you may choose to call it.But how do I express these thoughts to other..
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How do you do it?How does one take an abstract painting,And interpret it as words, sentences, stories?How do you give a color an emotion?What language..
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You two are sadly misunderstood.From ancient lore to modern poetry and children's stories,You are depicted aslightanddarkHotandcoldLifeanddeathBut tha..
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Who am I?I don’t know anymore.It’s hard to live a life,Where are your fond memories feel like you’re watching someone else’s l..
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Anything is poetry if you just hit "enter" a bunch of times.Sentences and paragraphs become lines and stanzas.And when you're done, look at your maste..
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