Love is False Hope

To some love is blind To most affection is fine But to me love is false, Being is a lost hope And hope is affection In a loveless life What is there to hold Where does a husk Go to find hope, Where does an empty existence Go to find...

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Confusion

"it would be so much less painful..."

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My Only Light

The terrible pain is slowly easing over time but i still just want to know. how could you just leave me in the past? when you were the one i trusted and loved. if you could see me now then you could see how bad i'm broken.

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Holding On

#1 of poems the bringer of death take away your pain in this...just a little poem i wrote earlier today when i was feeling really hurt and down the bringer of death take away your pain in this everlasting dark hour.

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A Year Later, Wounds Still Lie Open

For a little while you've gotta find a reason to drag yourself out of bed to pull yourself through the day, each one creeping by slower and more painful than the last...

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I shall not bow

I wish you could have felt my pain as you struck me, beat me and most importantly your drunken foolery that pain is no other.

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Haunted

Truth is i want to tell her how i feel, that i revel in the pain she ignites in my soul. an addictive game of masquerade, of holding on to my mask before falling to pieces over her. i've felt the pain of a lost love,it's eternal.

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Closet

I stare into the darkness, that is the life ridden void of my closet, and though I cannot see what lies within, I can see what lies within. Not within the closet, no. For that which I am blind to. But within my own self, I can see within. For I...

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No Idea

So, what happened... It's a little hard to explain. In my mind's eye I could see ponies, flying around, and I had this weird feeling of falling, as though my wings wouldn't work: they felt numb from the muscles to the ends of my fingers. I fell through...

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The Door...

We frown and wipe are tears on the pillow as we regret not spending more time with thoes we love..with thoes we hold dear to are heart..for ever day we miss them is another day we cry and we will miss them until the day we die, we will fight a good...

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...Feel like it's getting Colder. (Original Song)

> First song and First submission. I will likely post the audio for this in the future. > Humbly, Obs3rv3r\_Owl Right now, I'm staring forward All around, My life's disordered What I've found, The strife and the horror That I can't keep from...

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we need help

1 cut for the pain, 2 more for the reason we hurt, 3 more for the memory and then another 10 to make us feel good then we get up, and get dressed and do it all over again one day we cant hold it in any more and are so wrapped up in our

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