A Year

It's been a year since I saw you last. How has time gone by so fast? A year to the day, You were no longer OK. There hasn't been a day that's gone by Where I've looked over and expected you by my side. Your cage, now clean, still sits upon its...

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Tragedy

This is sad i know but please enjoy it a terrible name that brings terror to our hearts..... tragedy sounds inhuman.... to which it is to what we see every day..... here in the ghettos and out in the streets is frightening....

cArOline

why why Oh why did thy heavenS curSe me with all this pain cArOline iS my name pain iS my game when heven qoffS forgiveneSS don't count on me forgiveing them for i am cArOline SO pleASe dOnt hAte me pleASe don't cry im never going to die thy hAven...

The tail of Irue part 1

It was a nice, warm fall day and I had just gotten out of training and was going home to relax with some tea. Then my life took a change to the worst. For the town was running around outside and getting ready for a fight that we where not ready to...

The tail of Irue part 1

It was a nice, warm fall day and I had just gotten out of training and was going home to relax with some tea. Then my life took a change to the worst. For the town was running around outside and getting ready for a fight that we where not ready to...

The tail of Irue part 1

It was a nice, warm fall day and I had just gotten out of training and was going home to relax with some tea. Then my life took a change to the worst. For the town was running around outside and getting ready for a fight that we where not ready to...

Special Exception: Connected Darkness

#8 of short stories: suicidal actions a poem inspired by the several sad music pieces by lucas king on yt. i hope you'll enjoy it and if you do, don't hesitate to rate it and perhaps comment on it!

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Tears

Tears. blood red tears ripped and torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as...

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Bellkurs Gedicht ~ (Amielnóri Bellkuria)

[GERMAN] Wer greift meine Hand, nimmt mich in die Arme? Wo ist nur der Strand, in diesem Meer ohne Farbe? Wer wird mich beschützen, in dieser Welt, so kalt? Was tut das Leben nützen, wenn alles Geliebte fällt? Große, prächt'ge...

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Crestfallen (Poem)

If I could turn back time, I'd erase the words I said, If I could just rewind, And take the dark thoughts from your head, I want to turn back time, And right the wrongs I've made, But life is a straight line, And this is the path I've...

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One Less Chair

It's supposed to be a man angry at the woman he loves but he slowly be comes sad and in the end he actually misses her one less chair by avoidedcat74 this chair was always where you'd sit and yell every kind thing i said you would dispell i won't

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still bull but im trying OwO

**_azrael looked at the warped piano in front of him and felt sad. he walked over to the window and reflected on his pretty surroundings. he had always loved old-fashioned london with its great, grubby gates.

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