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More Poems... |
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Thoughts of the moment |
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Shut up |
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Thoughts keep racing through my mind, Why do I do this to you all the time? Its not your fault, Dont blame yourself. Its my fault only, I hate myself.
Dont worry about me, Im a big girl now. Im on my own, Yet not quite grown. We need to separate, Its for the best.
You should find someone else, Im not worth the pain. I wish I could be the perfect one, I know you think I am. Just some days, I know were through.
I hate the sorrow that comes next, You have to move on. I try to go on, Day after day. Say I dont love you, Although I know I do.
Your friends were right, Im not good enuf for you. My friends were wrong, Your too damn good for me. I hope someday you will realize, This is for the best.
I wish we could be together, But it juss wont work. Your too caring, Im just a jerk. I love you so much, Yet I must say this once more... Goodbye... For awhile at least... |
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I hate you. Why cant you juss learn to keep your mouth shut? All you do is bitch, its dumb. Your dumb. You stupid bitch! You never learn. Someday I'll kill you! Push you over the edge. I hope you regret everything in the end. I want you to die. I wanna hear your screams just before you hit the bottom. I wanna listen to your pleas. Cry bitch. Make my day. You know you cant make anyone else happy. Give up on everything. All your hopes, all your dreams. Just die bitch, die. Fuck you. I hate you. I want you to die you egotistical bitch. Your so paranoid. Always alert. Im gonna get you drunk. Get you fucked up. I hope you die on your own. No one will miss you... Ever... |
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Leave |
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Leaving me with all this shame, Whats the problem with your brain. Playing games with my mind, Made me think you were kind. But then you left me with all this pain, Its not cool your to blame. |
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Chico Boo |
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Dark |
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The love i have for you is endless, Like the force of life around us. It goes on forever in my heart, Hoping we will never part.
I know Ive made mistakes before, But now we love each other more. We've gone through bad, And come out better.
Its been a rough course, Yet youve stuck by my side. I finally realzed that your "the one", Now Im realizing youve known all along.
I feel safe and protected when ur near, Never a doubt or a fear. Alot of times Ive cried, Ive shed many tears. And yet I still hold them dear. |
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The dark is broken by the light, Giving in without a fight. It runs away like broken glass, On the floor with your fat ass.
In the darkness is the death, That brings on silence and the wrath |
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Fear (A Writing) Fear, Depression, Anger, these are my thoughts, and fears. I cant resist them. They come but not always for long. I never know how long they will last. I want them to go away so i can juss live my life but they wont. i dont know how to tell anyone, so i write it all down. i care very little anymore, i love them, yes, but i cant always feel, or show, say my love. I try to understand this but its impossible. nuthing ever goes my way. i do sumpin good and its still not good enuf. when is it going to be good enuf, what is going to be good enuf? i know being me wont work, my poetry, nope, my trophy for my poetry, ha! i cant even get that, its not worth your time. i dont even think im worth your time anymore. Bryan is the only one that cares for me or notices me anymore. i love him more than life itself. i hope someday we will marry and move away and have kids that the stupid bitch will never see. dont you get it, i hate her, i always have, you dont believe me, you never will. i doubt you trust me like you say you do. i feel like i could juss die sometimes, but then i think of Bryan and how much i love him. 2 more years and we can move out and live together if it werent for him i dunno where id be, i love him so much words cant even describe. this is more of a journal than a poem, someday ill tell them of my thoughts and emotions my breakdowns, etc. right now i don think theyre ready though. its juss not time, Bryan knows some stuff but not all. hes the only person i will ever name in my poems or writings, nobody else deserves the recognitions, they juss dont... |
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