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You have made that child Handle your responsibilities Just always be there And show that you care You have been negligent in your duties This is definitely not a good sign
This is my tomb, a never ending void. A creation of an alternate reality
A knife to my chest Or a gun to my head as i breathe my last breath though im already dead Who cares if i die Or is this just satans lies its myself i despise All these tears i done cried
at Mira's home by 14 year old Dove Seconds in english my Name means orange brilliant, bright Strength
would you miss me if i died? Would you stay up late at night if you knew today was my goodbye would you try when you woke because your the one who wished it on me would you try to call the next day
I let it go. I gave up. I stood my ground and was put down.
She does not know when to behave, never asked me if I am ok, criticizing and jabbing at my brain, the pounding heartbreaking pain. She knows there is someone to blame,
Trapped. She is trapped with no way out. The fraction of hope that she contains is the only thing that is keeping her sane, if that is what she is. At this point, there is no doubt in her mind that he will return.
Drowning. She is drowning in the loneliness that is clouding her thoughts. When she thought. If she thought; she thinks she feel him, just in the back of her mindset.
Words are thrown out to hate,Before it can be stopped, it's al
"he's still here." here. Here and gone. The words meld into one. I screamed. I cried. I lost my mind. Is it possibly to feel so much at the same time?