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"All the lonely people, where do they all come from?" -Eleanor Rigby, The Beatles
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Caution: FragileIn my handsCaution: Fragile
I carry A bottle.
The center beats Continuously. It is my heart Pumping blood, Staining the inside.
Suddenly clouds Of color fill it. Puff after puff Of light and
Darkness.
The slight hue Of the blue wrapping Around the others, Moves round and
Round.
I finally understand That it is my air. Filling my spirit, Feeding its hungry Soul.
When I look through
Those colors, The images begin. Past and Present Flooding the bottle, Creat
by ~kupkake-army
MasqueradeI put on a mask today, It was happy and bright. I laughed at jokes, smiled at people while the hurt broke me down inside.Masquerade
I took a blade to my arm today, it gushed crimson against the white of my skin.
I went to bed that night
with a bottle of vodka and drugs near my bed.
Coming home the next day,
I decided to end the pain, break the facade.
I died that day, sleeping pills next to my head.
I watched them find me, while I stayed in a cloud. Life went on, only my mother and sister cried for me.
by ~kupkake-army
none?Too much running, too many tears falling.none?
I can't hide from me anymore. The feelings that are stored deep in this heart; they beg to be let out.
Out of this cave. But no one shall know, that the silence is more deafening than
reassuring...
That day: the one where I will break away. From the mess, the emotions.
I hope it is soon.
And for everyone.
by ~kupkake-army
suffering.Each daysuffering.
is a new start at life. You walk through
it without being aware of those in unmeasurable pain around you. The sullen faces of the destitute
who cry out for they have nothing. Gaunt, malnourished cheeks stain your heart, their suffering washes over you. How do people pass by without a care in their eye?
We have the power to assist all, and yet do nothing of great help to ease their agony. But what is it that you could do to comfort the hurt they feel? Bring to the eyes of others, awa
by ~kupkake-army
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Now these memories, fill my heart, they bury me..
You made my life not so good
All I wanna do! . . . is kill you!!
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“Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.”
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When one door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us...
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