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Nothing lasts forever.
The glory of a rose,
Beautiful in bloom,
Picked for our enjoyment,
Left to die in murky water,
Upon a tabletop.
Nothing lasts forever.
A sandcastle by the shore,
Made by the innocent and small,
The moats filling with water,
As the waves destroy the castle walls,
And it is now no more.
Nothing lasts forever.
The face of a child,
Innocent and pure,
Growing as the days go past,
Time striking its tiny head,
The skin pulled to the ground.
Nothing lasts forever.
The closeness of a hug,
The warmth and tender feelings,
Destroyed as you pull apart,
Waving one more goodbye,
As she walks down that stony path.
Nothing lasts forever.
The glory of a rose,
Beautiful in bloom,
Picked for our enjoyment,
Left to die in murky water,
Upon a tabletop.
Nothing lasts forever.
A sandcastle by the shore,
Made by the innocent and small,
The moats filling with water,
As the waves destroy the castle walls,
And it is now no more.
Nothing lasts forever.
The face of a child,
Innocent and pure,
Growing as the days go past,
Time striking its tiny head,
The skin pulled to the ground.
Nothing lasts forever.
The closeness of a hug,
The warmth and tender feelings,
Destroyed as you pull apart,
Waving one more goodbye,
As she walks down that stony path.
Nothing lasts forever.
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Who Are You?
"Who are you?" they ask
I am me
I am the little girl you see crying
I am the one who walks alone
I am the orphan who runs from the truth
I am the teen who ignores her peers
I am me
I am the one who says "please help me" and gets ignored
I am the girl no one likes
I am the one who goes against everyone else's "right"
I am the sad girl that can't stop the pain she feels
I am me
I am the one who asks you "Who are you?"
Literature
psychosomatic demons.
/inhale and exhale. listen for the rise and fall of your abdomen, because it might be the last thing you ever feel./
it begins when you feel the fire warm across the expanse of your back. in an attempt to extinguish it, you twist and turn, falling onto a heap on the floor and arching in ridiculous angles in order to scrabble at the seemingly raw skin. you give up when your joints begin to protest, and the fire happily proceeds to eat through the rest of you. oh, you're so beautiful, it says, words as slick as ice, and it cools down the burnt skin so well. the glint of the mirror catches your eye, and you take in the sinister air, the inky fl
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seven soulful
once upon a time, fairy tales breathed.
we walked through the peppermint forests,
found gumdrop castles and gingerbread
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Although there is no future for me, you give me hope, my power crystal <3
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Anyone who doesnt know who power crystal is :L haha... Is gonna be slightly disturbed