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When everything around me is dark and meaningless Yet on the inside I feel a burning brightness My emotions so strong So incendiary   That they light my heart on fire 
i don’t know how to describe it, the burning in my throat the tingle on my lips.   It’s something sinister, searching for something to kill.   It spent It’s time
The impossible has happened and now I am impossibly numb. The bitter sting of an empty core, I wanted more. More warmth more sun, more love, hope. And I want more still.
Many times in school I have felt alone, However, spoken word catches me in it's net. It heals my the the wounds from words that may cause a broken bone.
When I am alone Quite often I'm thrown Violently into a mood By my pensive attitude   I think of my past The time that has passed
An impossible parable A pair of bowls with a missing spoon The broken sun in the afternoon Raindrops in a hot monsoon  
Manage everything as you have managed up until now
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The Day you Died I felt   Nothing.   It's not that I didn't care. No, I did. But I felt an abyss. Emptiness. A black hole. No sensation. You dead, I alive But both, in destiny, tied.  
Stop. Stop telling me to cope. Do you me enough to say the words you have spoke?   To ask me why I’m hurting just isn’t enough
Love. I've always wanted love. But a special kind of love. Not that lovey dovey, kiss kiss, let me talk to you every second of the day - love, no.
The way we see ourselves is a very powerful thing. It not only builds or breaks the fortress around us it allows others to step into our realms and puncture our castles. It displays vulnerability and hides destruction.
If I close my eyes, I can hear them The quiet mumbling of the crowd Voices mingling into one loud whisper
Try to accomplish what I did Try  to feel what I felt Try to see what I saw   Try to deal with what you dealt Try to cope with what you inheld Try to care with what you gave  
I thought my heart was breaking, I thought the day was done I thought that time was taking too long for me Now I see   Love is infinite And you just need me to be here Dry your tears, I'm here
Uncertainty grows around us as time whispers into our ears And with age, we lose hope, year after year Dreams are planted and watered for the young at heart But time comes to play and tears these dreams apart.
In the dark are lifeless hopes Scattered just like the dreams of old. Where are the stars? She said to the cold, And what is it like exactly to cope When the doors are slowly closing shut?
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