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September 18, 2018 I write and write and write and write. My hand begs for rest. No more ink—blood shall be my ink. my body shattering with every single word?, Is this a curse Every second, weeks, months, years—can I handle it? My soul begs to wander in the never-ending realm of the dead. Am I alive or dreaming? No... I’m lost in this cycle of writing words I don’t recognize, Thoughts that a » Continue Reading
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What is love? Is love elemental, something deeply woven that makes life feel alive? Is love an art or a feeling? Does it require effort, or is it something passive, waiting to be discovered? Is love reserved for the lucky few, or is it out there for all, like a hidden treasure waiting to be found? I don't know what love is. People say love is great, amazing, the best feeling. But is it? I've » Continue Reading
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16 Days Before My First Day of High School I don't know what to do. I'm scared— what if they think I'm weird? I want to be prepared, but what if it's always my stupid mind torturing me? What if I just be myself? What if they think being myself is weird? What if I don't end up making friends? What if I mess up and fail high school, becoming a failure to my family? » Continue Reading
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In a cold and dark abyss, I linger. Each day feels like an endless winter. No one seems to understand or care, My presence is rejected, so how is it fair? Alone, I am, like a lone bird in the sky, Abandoned by all, the world has lied. No hope it seems, no one to hold on to, No one to give me a reason to live, why? » Continue Reading
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There I sat in my room, waiting for that one call telling me you miss me and how many things I've missed in your life and all the things that you did While I'm still here with this deluded mind of mine, just waiting because I miss us missing how you would call me Tell Me good night And on lonely nights, you were there To comfort me, to make me feel wanted I remember how silly you were With your ... » Continue Reading
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The world is full of life, but why do I feel lifeless in a world full of life feeling empty, worrying about others, and as if worrying about myself isn't an option? how long can I endure it amidst a crowd of people full of life Than there is me? a lifeless life form wasting resources making people worry soon, there will be a day I disappear and wander in the world of the dead as the same lifeles... » Continue Reading
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