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I dug this up earlier in the night, it's something I wrote about 4 years ago
It's pretty damn cheesy
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You ignorance astounds me.
but for the slightest of moments,
Your enthusiasm sweeps me off my feet.
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Don’t talk to me like you Know what you’re saying,
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More and more as the days go bye
I realize you're doing nothing
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When did you start thinking
It would be the best thing to end it?
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but i never said i liked how you used your last breath
you used it to put someone down deeper than dirt
by peaceloveriot
68 lines,
on Sep 1 7:15 PM. In pain, anger, annoyance, spirit, wise, wisdom, hate, agression, life, murals
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Hurting and Numb?
Or just plain dumb.
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I know I've known you a long time
And while we've been friends
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Glazed in tears forever welling up, that threaten to spill over miserys presence.
face scrunched in a mix of disgust and repulsion.
by emotionXxXoverload
49 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 7 4:37 AM. In self-hate, Angst, Pain, Dark, description, Emo, Hate, annoyance, Self, Angry
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You seem to say a lot
Without really saying anything
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time ticks like a slowly impending hurt that will suck out any joy.
may as well appreciate it whilst it lasts.
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Stop yelling at me. I'm sorry for being so sad.
by xXDarkChildXx
24 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 4 10:26 PM. In angst, pain, anger, annoyance, pissed, sad, hurt, thoughts, personal
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When it hits a certain time
Everything turns upside down
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Stop with your alarmist tactics
What do you hope to achieve?
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Wretched soul, you blind masochist,
Sitting there in your pool of pity
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What's the use of waking up when there's nothing left to see?,
I'm tired of all the things that I can never be.
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Your voice, always nagging,
sends chills up my spine
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I'm like a fly on a wall
I shall buzz in your ear
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You think you know
You think you're
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Your face was a sullen darkness
I cared not to know
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chemistry is yuck
makes me sick to my stomach
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You speak of fireflies
Of children in the sun
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His promises that you are the only one mean nothing at all
Through endless confusion and confessions you crawl.
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How can you speak so much and say so little?
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I was feeling a little annoyed with Mums opinions when I wrote this. 
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So this casual conversation
blooming like the black flower
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