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i don't know.i'm not sure where to start anymore, from the beginning or the end? because i think i know where it ends, and i don't like it, but it isn't as bad as the beginning that caused the end to happen. when i thought of paradise, i thought of here. and i thought of something that i knew was better than living; where i stand right now, is life. life was better than living, because you can just live and let the days and weeks go by, still be breathing, but not really inhaling the sights and smells of life. but the truth of the matter is i'm not sure what life is supposed to be anymore, because when i finally came back to the only place i knew as home,i don't know.
by ~falloutgirl747
My Final Statement of Closure.it took two years, but i'm done. i know i am. and i guess the best word for this is bittersweet. i wouldn't call this a piece of art, nor poetry (as if that's what i write anyway), but i guess it's my formal statment of completion. it isn't just with him either, it's with everything; in a way, it's all related somehow. so either way, here it goes.My Final Statement of Closure.
what happened was, the problems felt of equal importance, but somehow it didn't affect me as much as my problem with him. my sense of balance was totally off, and it really is a shame because nobody's life is perfect, and according to my mother mine was on the "verge of disaster" and th
by ~falloutgirl747
Fire to Ashes.And beautiful stars burst through her eyes; the same look that shamed the skies. For any girl that dreams to fly has many dreams that choose to die.Fire to Ashes.
She dreamt of love once lost and found, and sent her falling to the ground. What used to bring her back around only stood to be uncrowned.
Caught in a corner lost for air found no one else was ever there. Her mind and sanity an unlucky pair, the stars that faded to a stare.
The voices heard outside her door dwelled only in her head no more. But the fire her heart before became ashes in h
by ~falloutgirl747
Only One Of Uswe get those times where we feel like a part of us dies. instead of having “just those times”, i’ve gotten so used to the feeling that it doesn’t qualify as “a time” because it’s just part of a daily routine for me. but it takes something significant to make me feel like that another petal fell off of my flower again, and it usually relates to you. that’s how I felt today, where i saw you for the first time in a very long time, but you ignored me. it was clear that I was there, I talked to the people you were with, but as much as i promised myself that I’d at least say hello the next timOnly One Of Us
by ~falloutgirl747
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insane.I have to wonder, does it mean you're insane when you suddenly think back to a horrible time years and years ago, but it drives you mad the same amount as it did when it was actually happening even though in that live moment you were utterly happy a moment ago? Or is that just normal And what about when you see something bad happening that has never happened before at a completely random time that is so over-dramatic that its completely unlikely to ever happen, but your imagination just wanted to predict the unknown on its own? And then you question yourself on if there is something wrong with you because only a crazy person would thinkinsane.
by ~Shhughes
My AmbitionUnexpected it came on that bright summer day, and took you down to where Hades hold sway.My Ambition
All that is and all that was, now gone, never to be the same. You are no longer just a drive away, and what separates us can not be overcome.
For it is a force greater than you or I. Life itself cringes in its presence. We all are born destined for it, with no hope of eluding it. Throughout our lives we are told of it, but never do we truly know what it is.
I shed tears upon your grave and shouted words out of rage. For death is cruel and never fair.
by ~notanothervictum
chains.by ~heatherrmm
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