My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun,
Facing toward forever.
Behind me, a world of pain and anguish,
One step forward, a solution.
They yell from below,
But their voices are trivial.
They didn't care then,
They don't care now.
Slowly breathing,
There's no turning back.
I let myself fly,
The wind on my side,
And soar from the peak of despair.
Falling into an endless ocean of darkness,
Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice.
Ripping the air,
Like a knife plunged deep,
A blur out the window,
To those who would cynically glance.
A waste of skin,
A waste of time,
A waste of life.
Blessed,
Sweet,
Pavement...
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Why can't you just leave me alone
Just stay out of my life, it's too hard w/ you here
I have somebody else now
Somebody I can actually hold near
Do I want you back?
Why ask a question you already know
I still love you with everything I have
I don't think I will ever be able to let you go
Sometimes I can't hold back the memories of you
Remembering what you do makes me cry
I'd give anything to have you here
Forgetting your face makes me want to die
I've never had anything as good as you
But with all good comes bad
I will never have anyone love me like you
I wish we still had what we had
You want me back and you make it sound so easy
Break up with him and it'll be like it used to be?
If only I knew you could make your words come true
I'd do anything if you could just make me see
Don't hurt me anymore, I can't do it
It's not as easy as it sounds, you're killing me
I'm going to hurt regardless
Just leave me alone, and let things be
I'll love you forever, you know I will
If only I knew your love was the same
One more tear over you will leave me dry
If only I were up for the game
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https://t.co/Rx21GZ7bN4The Enlightenment was a movement that promoted values of reason, evidence-based knowledge, free inquiry, individual liberty, humanism, limited government, and the separation of church and state.
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Were you thinking of me today
Am i ever what your thinking to say
Do you ever wonder about where i go
Ever wish you were there with me though?
I wonder where you are right now
Am i all alone somehow
No trust in myself
Not looking for help
Just wondering about all the things that were said
Did you mean what you said in my bed
Sorry for putting you there
All i wanted to do was care
Now you are lost and ive gone missing
Was it in my mind you and i were kissing
What have i done did i do it again
Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend
Now can i stop trying
Cause in this house im dying
They give me shit day in day out
All they ever fucking do is shout
Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done
These bruises and cuts have just begun
They settled me down pressed the pain within
Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin
Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears
Of all the pain i held through the years
Im cold weak and lonely
Im not waiting for you to start actin phony
Here we go i take my last breath
Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
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I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a girl living a life of shame
I am he one who you made insane
I am a person wanting to know more
I am the one who you showed the door
I am the one who you will never know
I am the one who'll let you go
Because i am the one who will end the show
Send me back to the cave!
I am tired of the people here!
I want to go home and
I want to snuggle up to my
Big strong bear
In my own little world...
My cave.
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