It's Time.
It's time.
It's time to end it all.
And i am gonna survive it all.
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Everyday,
I wake up to another nightmare
too wild but definitely real,
unable to stand up and fight
unable to be the knight in armor
unable to work hard for my dreams
unable to love, to fight.
I wish to be reborn.
right into the arms of a monster.
A monster who will tame my wildness. to an extend.
~k
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dont mind me, I'm just dying a little each day
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Weaving Memories
I weave memories into words,
Because it's all I know,
Good, bad, happy, sad,
Every single one,
I weave and make poems,
Because it was the only thing I had,
When I was alone.
©Pen_Pain_Poetry
I wish upon you that your shoelaces always feel the same, perfect amount of tightness and that one shoe is never tighter than the other
She was just like the moon: lonely and untouchable, yet romantic and shrouded in mystery.
it’s just me and my blurry vision against the world
You can have everything, and still be broken.
:)
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