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YearningWe must begin...Yearning
Search, find something inside not sure if its real, or all in my mind.
The time has come The spotlight's on Carpe diem, Will I see dawn?
Those around Don't get it It's a yearning A craving, A pain, Hunger. But it eludes me.
I want to find it somewhere... something, I've wanted all along... Somewhere I belong.
Sell my soul See if that works A foolish mistake Never again, rebirth.
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NumbNumbNumb
I’ve become so numb I can’t bear the pain I grab the knife, It’s myself to blame.
Don’t think anymore, Thought just means shame. I spin the knife in my hand, Play it like a game.
The pain inside my chest Is just to great to bear The phone rings-is it her?! NO! I scream and pull my hair.
I can’t take it anymore, And I commit the crime. ‘Why don’t I feel better?’ ‘All in due time.’
Blood stains my bed My wrists, in shambles, bleed. Why doesn
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HeartbreakHeartbreakHeartbreak
You were beautiful Your lush, long, black hair, The goddess-like aura you emitted Gave joy to my heart And a reason wake up, When I just wanted to snooze.
You drew me in, Like a fish to its bait, I took the bait Bit hard, refused to let go. You reeled me in, While I just kept biting.
All along this perfect fisherman Was interested in a “better” bait I was loyal, As Odysseus to his men. And was cruel, As the Underworld is to Hades.
My heart hardened, Feelings cold as winter, &n
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NothingnessNothingness Our vision empowers-the foolish For we are blind. To the universe around us, We are oblivious. Good, Evil, Love, Hate, All false philosophy of man… Reality is non-existent Because we believe it exists. Our hubris is our curse-our mockery. The subjectivity of the human mind, The false teachings of the world, The corrupted sin that is man, The burden to life. For life is suffering. Is death salvation?-Or just more denial? Does death provide life? Never have we experienced- Truth, lies, heavens, hells. For we are notNothingness
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- Current Residence: Lost in Time
- Interests: Writing, Math, Music
- Favourite movie: Hitch
- Favourite band or musician: Akon
- Favourite genre of music: Depends on my mood
- Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Elliot
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite game: Pokemon Crystal.
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo
- Personal Quote: "You are what you choose to be".
- Tools of the Trade: My brain, a pencil?
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I tried to think of something smart or atleast a bit nice to put in here. I failed.
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~Hakuna Matata. Means no worries.~
You are who you chose to be.
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~Hakuna Matata. Means no worries.~
You are who you chose to be.
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It's called constructive criticism.
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