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Flickering Lights
I’m banging my head to a beat that I’ve never heard before. The flickering bright lights and the loud sounds, I hoped they would overwhelm my senses and make my train of thoughts stop. But there is no escape. I am still thinking about how useless this is. It makes me wonder about all the — read more
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Come In A Tissue
Fantasizing how I would kiss you,undress you, caress you, press youI just come in a tissue,but then I think about how I miss you,your smell, your smile and your weird hairdo,and instead of facing the issue,I just come in a tissue Aching for the dopamine that will rush you,killing the guilt that will crush you,running — read more
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Closed Eyes
They said I’ll be lonely always, if I don’t change my ways. That’s what their stars say, under which my body lays. The man in me flees away, but the machine stays. observing everything, figuring how everything plays. Disregarding the feelings of the vain, no love, no pain Only their ghosts in the vast void — read more
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The Sinking Feeling
I feel like I am being brought back to ground after flying high for a week. It feels like I am missing something, something I had and now I don’t. I am looking at the cool blue sky sitting in my chair and all I am thinking is that I have felt higher this sky. — read more
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Song of the senseless
You are a song stuck in my head,I hear it when I go to bed,It’s there when I wake up,never seems to shake up, No matter what I do,No matter where I go,The sounds always blowLike there’s no tomorrow And the crazy thing isI am in utter blissIt always sounds better,better than yesterdaybetter than previous — read more
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Fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuuuuuuuuuck Why am I like this? What the fuck? Let me make a joke please. I am sick of it. — read more
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Too Jolly
How did it come to this? How did I let this happen? I have started to miss the time when I was grounded. My thoughts have started to not matter anymore. Come to think of it, they didn’t matter before either. It’s because my thoughts are in control of my actions. And in the long — read more
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I’m tall
In short, I’m tall. An emotional brick wall. One which likes the sweet sweet cold. Watching as the events unfold. Looking on as time devours everything. Even the fortunate ones in the lottery. The sweet, stupid and impatient girl becomes the object of mockery. The brain with the brightest light, mindless by Tuesday night. Looking — read more
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Sick to the core
Why is everything that I write so bad? Sometimes it’s boring, sometimes it’s depressing, sometimes it’s both. I need to improve. But to improve, you need to have something to work with. I don’t have something to work with. Even the things that I have seen in my dreams are not something extraordinary. Where’s the — read more
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hey pretty girl
hey pretty girl, come here, i want to write about you, you look so sweet and sweet is what i like come here and we will talk, about you and what you like and what you want and then i will write hey pretty girl, look here, i am looking at you i live in the — read more
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