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As I lie on my bed
music blasting
my mind wanders
wondering why
the world has scarred me so
with loves lost
a heart to broken to mend
a body covered in scars and bruises
a mind filled with harsh words
the life of a young girl
who has suffered more pain
then most die knowing.
I know that there is no reason
that I’m simply a piece in the puzzle
a disturbed girl
with a disturbed life.
Just another lost soul
left to wander this earth.
music blasting
my mind wanders
wondering why
the world has scarred me so
with loves lost
a heart to broken to mend
a body covered in scars and bruises
a mind filled with harsh words
the life of a young girl
who has suffered more pain
then most die knowing.
I know that there is no reason
that I’m simply a piece in the puzzle
a disturbed girl
with a disturbed life.
Just another lost soul
left to wander this earth.
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Unsung Writers
Clanging, shattering, ear-splitting screams,
Howling, hollering, harrowing yowls,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boisterous jubilant laughter ringing throughout hallways,
Heart-wrenching soulful sobs echoing throughout the bowels of the household,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boiling rage pulsing throughout the body,
Thoughts sparking over contemplation over today's society,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Desperately begging for the attention of the world,
We have so much to offer if you would only
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Untitled
"I love you."
Said too much, too fast, and with never enough feeling.
Those words have lost their meaning to me.
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I look on with pestilence
hidden beneath a thin veil of civility,
far too thin to hide such vastness
and it cracks,
the shards of my visage
crumble beneath your unbecoming joy
and you are affront with an ocean,
a sea of unvarnished wanting.
You're adrift in my rapids
and the sky cries pitifully for you
and the winds whisper apologies
but do not trust either.
The sky wants only to drown you
and the winds are not worthy of your trust.
Poseidon beckons to you
and I volley curses like his tridents
Which I'll never touch.
I am nothing and while you look upon my vastness
with optimism
I look on with pestilence
hiding an opaque sorrow
I will not m
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Please don't say that. That's a lie from the pit of Hell. -_-
How many have broken your heart?
How many have broken your heart?