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Emotional inspiration doesn't always feel nice. But it does feel good to take advantage of it.
by Korvair Blackheart
23 lines,
on Oct 22 6:58 PM. In Sorrow, dark, why, please, cry, sad, saddness, loss, never, forever, gone
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Sitting, deserted and alone I ran away, With no where to stay, but I thought of you,
by Lord Dagwood
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 15 10:32 PM. In Childish, Junior High, Life, Lesson, Pain, Hope, Depression, Lost, Drama, Loser, WHY
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by Hope-Heart-Victory
26 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 1 8:41 PM. In Angst, Life, Pain, Personal, Thoughts, Freewrite, Loss, Abuse, Death, Why
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on the depth of a cold winter's night looking t the sky asking where in God and if he exist why are his people dead? why do the soldiers ma
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My heart beats harder
It’s hurting to breath
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i just wrote this thinking about some stuffs
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why is it that when u lose someone dear to you u always try to fill the space they left?
why is it that you never can?
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Why can't you see
Why can't you tell
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why
why did you say you cared
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why do I breathe
but to grow
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Why does he do that?
Why does she do that?
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Not on the ground,
Like on a merry-go-round,
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Not on the ground,
Like on a merry-go-round,
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What is the purpose?
Why do we exist?
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To be appreciated in my domain,
is to wear a jockstrap across the heart
by Rogue Poet
23 lines, 5 comments,
on Nov 9 6:38 PM 2007. In Abuse, Contemporary, Dark, Life, Nature, Other, Pain, Society, Thoughts, WhY
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I miss you, / I miss you 're smile / Every now and then i shed a tear, / every now and every while. / Every time i see you / i wana say somthing like hey yo. / But what the hell / you turned me emo. /
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what did i do to recieve all this pain?
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am left between missing him & wondering why
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I CAN'T EVER GOT BACK TO THE WAY IT USED TO BE I WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS AND ALL I WANT IS TO BE PERFECT
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Itching, the pen loves me back Crawls between finger and thumb
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I finally remembered Why I love to see the rain
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Because when I see them, I see you.-Frayed Friendships
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These age-old prejudices show up each day Displayed in so many subtle ways
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Pen and ink pumpkin, I remember it’s October, and that Another one of my years has come to an end so little yesterdays ago, and I wonder
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