I've shed enough blood,
enough tears to fill an ocean,
and still you do not see,
do not acknowledge the crimson rivers
that flow from my heart.
#agony
enough tears to fill an ocean,
and still you do not see,
do not acknowledge the crimson rivers
that flow from my heart.
#agony
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It's a lie, a deception,
That facade of sympathy and affection,
We put on everyday;
We both know that.
Yet,
We would rather fall for it,
Then fall apart in the echoes of our twisted minds.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
That facade of sympathy and affection,
We put on everyday;
We both know that.
Yet,
We would rather fall for it,
Then fall apart in the echoes of our twisted minds.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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These scars I have,
Etched deep like a river's bed,
Memories that remain,
Of anguish and pain,
Yet, they too shall fade with time.
#HID
Etched deep like a river's bed,
Memories that remain,
Of anguish and pain,
Yet, they too shall fade with time.
#HID
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In the quiet twilight
I hold onto the lingering warmth
of a summer long gone;
like the flickering embers
of a dying fire.
#HID
I hold onto the lingering warmth
of a summer long gone;
like the flickering embers
of a dying fire.
#HID
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We tried to grasp the fragments,
to mend what was broken,
but the threads of our fate
were too fragile to hold.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
to mend what was broken,
but the threads of our fate
were too fragile to hold.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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I have learned, in the wake of heartbreak,
to find solace in my own company,
to embrace the scars as gentle reminders;
that I am capable of oceans of warmth,
and of healing.
#HID
to find solace in my own company,
to embrace the scars as gentle reminders;
that I am capable of oceans of warmth,
and of healing.
#HID
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It spoke of promises, woven in whispers,
of stolen kisses and intertwined fingers,
of late-night conversations under a starlit sky,
our hearts entangled, beating as one.
But like all tales, ours unraveled,
fading into a faded memory,
a fragment of an almost forgotten dream,
leaving behind a desolate ache.
#scribble
of stolen kisses and intertwined fingers,
of late-night conversations under a starlit sky,
our hearts entangled, beating as one.
But like all tales, ours unraveled,
fading into a faded memory,
a fragment of an almost forgotten dream,
leaving behind a desolate ache.
#scribble
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How time danced, as we embraced the sun,
But now, shadows grow, as daylight is done;
and here I am, reminiscing in the dark.
#draft
But now, shadows grow, as daylight is done;
and here I am, reminiscing in the dark.
#draft
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If all we were, was just a tragedy of fate,
then I wish this opera of misery lasted a little longer;
For in that melancholic melody,
I found my rhythm of life.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
then I wish this opera of misery lasted a little longer;
For in that melancholic melody,
I found my rhythm of life.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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And I wonder,
If I told you,
all that's left of me
is just 'debris of a fallen castle',
Would you still embrace the fallen pieces?
#pillowthoughts #OC
If I told you,
all that's left of me
is just 'debris of a fallen castle',
Would you still embrace the fallen pieces?
#pillowthoughts #OC
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It's ironic, every bit of this story;
You deprived me of my humanity,
filled me with your viciousness,
yet when I'm the one standing above,
ready to trample, you expect forgiveness,
and brand me a monster for not granting it.
For not being kind and benevolent enough.
Then I ask of you,
If every human is worthy of forgiveness,
of benevolence,
then how was I unworthy,
despite never being a sinner?
#OC
You deprived me of my humanity,
filled me with your viciousness,
yet when I'm the one standing above,
ready to trample, you expect forgiveness,
and brand me a monster for not granting it.
For not being kind and benevolent enough.
Then I ask of you,
If every human is worthy of forgiveness,
of benevolence,
then how was I unworthy,
despite never being a sinner?
#OC
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The rivers raging,
mirroring my inner turmoil,
And the wind sighing,
carried in its breath my pain.
#scribble
mirroring my inner turmoil,
And the wind sighing,
carried in its breath my pain.
#scribble
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What worth is holding on
to pages that have already been burned;
even if you engrave these stories on stone,
It will still slip through and fade away,
In this hourglass of time.
#HID
to pages that have already been burned;
even if you engrave these stories on stone,
It will still slip through and fade away,
In this hourglass of time.
#HID
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At the end of the day,
promises we made
turned to mere words
that held no worth;
and the closure we seeked
left us alone, to bleed and grieve
in our own bottomless swamp.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
promises we made
turned to mere words
that held no worth;
and the closure we seeked
left us alone, to bleed and grieve
in our own bottomless swamp.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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With all the faith left in me,
On a thousand paper cranes,
I wished;
For you to be the moon,
In this starless sea of mine.
#love
On a thousand paper cranes,
I wished;
For you to be the moon,
In this starless sea of mine.
#love
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Even if you burn this house down
the skeletons of what once was
will still haunt you;
If you leave the words unsaid,
for you do not wish to confront them,
they will still choke in your throat,
and suffocate your thoughts.
The memories you left on the shelf,
closed in jar,
will still shatter the dreams
you once had.
No matter how far you run...
The illusion of the paradise you once wished for
Will still tear apart
the pieces of haven you are left with.
___
So spill them,
and live,
before it's too late;
leaving you with naught but despair.
#OC
the skeletons of what once was
will still haunt you;
If you leave the words unsaid,
for you do not wish to confront them,
they will still choke in your throat,
and suffocate your thoughts.
The memories you left on the shelf,
closed in jar,
will still shatter the dreams
you once had.
No matter how far you run...
The illusion of the paradise you once wished for
Will still tear apart
the pieces of haven you are left with.
___
So spill them,
and live,
before it's too late;
leaving you with naught but despair.
#OC
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