Tilian Darko
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Current State Of TheA Poem by Tilian DarkoMy face Is clean.My heart hurts less.Some of the knifes removed from my body.Those wounds still bleeding from the hurt.Yet I shake and shake feeling o.. |
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My Demons And I Talk OftenA Poem by Tilian DarkoI have a sick obsession.Self-mutilation and swallowing endless amount of pills.I want to feel dwarf to top it all off.As the blood drips deep down my .. |
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My New Model Is S**t. Need To Go Back To The Old M..A Poem by Tilian DarkoI want to feel myself again.Butt how do you go back to something that was so familiar?How do you go back to an old model of yourself?Cry numerous time.. |
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Welcome Back Bad Coping SkillsA Poem by Tilian DarkoCut the skin of life.If they ask self-harm somewhere they will not see.Open your skin up several times.Make blood pour to help the pain.Change your sk.. |
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Blank Questions AnsweredA Poem by Tilian DarkoWhy do I miss you?It has been nearly two months since we broke up.Two months ago we said goodbye.My last good memory with you was when we broke up.Tho.. |
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Masked To Start A NewA Poem by Tilian DarkoTongue cut off for speaking up.Mouth closed shut with a needle and thread.Unable to speak those words unsaid.Saliva forming from the sewn up lips.Eyes.. |
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Poison Is Fun If Used RightA Poem by Tilian DarkoWhat's your poison?" Death asks me. "Whatever can mess me up, whatever can make me numb." I say to death. "Give me some examples child" Death asks Int.. |
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Through The Looking Glass Of A Broken And Fixed He..A Poem by Tilian DarkoLooking through the glass I see two people. As my heart sinks lower and lower, so do I. My whole being weak and fragile and my heart broken and unre.. |
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To The Moon And BackA Poem by Tilian DarkoWe sit down and plan and map out our mission. For months we talk about the mission's success. We talked about how we both wanted this. Smiling, we .. |
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High On Your ScentA Poem by Tilian DarkoI smell your scent from the clothes you return to me. I go hours smiling, remembering a time you would show me, love. As I smell your scent I doze o.. |