Poems from Goth.child

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I enjoy things outside of what people would consider normal. I'm very socally-awkward or anti-social, which explains why I don't have a lot of friends, or people close enough to care about. I dislike almost everything that puts me in the centre of attention. I find redemption in poetry, music, story-telling and happiness.
I wonder what is the purpose of us Of you and I and the sparks that ignite at the mere touch of our lips Of the golden years that brought...
If hope was a feeling, what would it be? The tingly sensation of a hot shower in the morning The rush of the river as it makes its way to...
i see you Ellipsis joining the sweet mellow with your soil calling out in the distance where white flags sing where black-eyed susan used...
I look into my life And all I see is pain The cries, the violence The bitterness, people in vain   Endless cries on deaf ears Crushing...
I was missing something. Something promised. Something true. Something that was lost. I was missing something. Something sacred. Scarcely...