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I feel like I lose half my heart when you're gone I feel like I'm empty when I'm not in your arms
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by Syd Roh
1900 words, 1 comment,
on Sep 28 11:32 PM. In Abuse, Adult, Death, Depressing, Depression, Horror, Pain, Sad, Short story
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This is about a precious memory that is lost in a sea of none important and bad memories and the poor little thing is being forgotten there
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I'm better now1 / or at least I believe so.2 / I don't hurt.3 / I don't cry.4 / I don't feel.
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Pain and suffering are all I've ever known,1 / and now that you've notice you want to change my world,2 / turn the pain into happy and suffering into joy,
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You were my light that guided me through the dark.1 / You were my right when all I would do is wrong.2 / You were my heart that kept me going each day.
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Blood runs down my arm and you ask if I'm okay. / I answer simply I'm still standing so yeah I guess I am. / Blood drips to the floor and you ask does it hurt? / I answer swiftly would I have done this if it did?
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"Rick, this is for you.." Alex handed me the charcoal he kept from when we burnt down the old shed in year 7. I reached out and held his co
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And the last memory I have is saying to myself....
At least I'll be with with my sister again.
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A hopefully non-cliche way of portraying the true glory (yeah, right) of happily ever after. For a contest.
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Life and death flashes before me like the lights of an ambulance. Life, death, life, death, life, death. Over and over, constantly blinkin
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Madeline Broacher lay on the bed watching her husband play video games. Outside the humid wind howled against the windows. A storm was supp
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I was depressed, and wanted to vent. Didn't help...but oh well. Was listening to 'Hurt' covered by Gregorian. It's amazing, check it out.
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Why would i say that?
by Peppermint star xxx
800 words, 7 comments,
on Mar 21 8:57 PM. In Cutter, Dark, Depressing, Love, Romance, Sad, Self-harm, Suicide, Teen, True
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Just another poem, possibly for slamming (if I didn't miss sign ups)
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"When you said you loved me, I thought you meant it, I believed every word. I forgave you so many times, thinking maybe y
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by mooseyx3
700 words, 1 comment,
on Sep 4 6:50 PM 2007. In Death, Depressing, Drama, Funeral, Gay, Gun, Love, Mourning, Sad, Young adult
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The young man was panting harshly, his face aglow with excitement as Risa straddled him, raking her sharp fingernails down his thin chest,
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As others are full of happiness; I am full of depression / When others have friends; I do not have any at all / As others know things more
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Only the writer knows the truth behind those words. / Only the liar knows the truth behind those lies. / Only the fallen knows the truth behind those stories. / Only the smiling one knows the truth beh
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