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scraped knees and bloody palms Scrapped knees and bloody palms from the concrete sidewalk tiles Playing around mid summer with neon colored chalksticks on the hot outside ground The warm breeze that slowly gets colder when day approaches night Buzzing airconditioning thats on its highest setting » Continue Reading
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guilt its eating me alive like a lion eating an antilope ripping apart everything that used to be something scratching me away like a dried up blood stain on a flat surface please get me out of this prison filled with sorrow and guilt » Continue Reading
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wonder i wonder how i wouldve been if you hadnt forgotten me i wonder how i wouldve been if you hadnt yelled at me i wonder how i wouldve been if you hadnt forced me i wonder how i wouldve been » Continue Reading
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Youre just like a cigarette Once you were lighted on, then you were put out, wishing to feel that warmth again Your just like a light switch Once you were on, then you were off, wishing to be rescued out of the dark Youre just like a human Once you were a child, then you » Continue Reading
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Bed In the corner of a room, a bed A bed where my folorn soul sleeps in a desperate attempt to forget what happen yesterday And hope that the endless solitude that lies within me will finally let me go tomorrow A bed where im desperately wanting to get out of, but never leaving » Continue Reading
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Wish Youre everything my heart could ever wish for yet your heart is miles away from mine Like a soldier on his mission like a vacation far away from home wishing our chemistry lasted But it got washed away by the ocean » Continue Reading
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scared? well he was. scared in every way that could be. that scared, that his body would shake from it, that scared, that he would live in constant fear and paranoia. scared that they would find out, how he liked when his lips where pressed against his, how he likes when his body was pressed against him, how he liked when his waist was firmly hold my him, how he liked when his hair would be soft... » Continue Reading
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