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SirenAll I want is for you to forget about me.Siren
And when it feels like you have, all I want is for you to remember the way we used to talk like we were so mature and forgot about the other friends we said we never had.
You're not completely gone.
Well...you've never broken a promise before, But you never really knew how much I trusted you. I was always gullible.
You always said my smile was beautiful.
And I always told you that your everything was beautiful. If it weren't so dark where you are, maybe I could see light you seemed to shine all the time.
by ~hakumeihoshi
UnintendedI can't take it anymore. It's just too unbearable. I don't think I can keep it bottled up anymore.Unintended
I feel as if a huge part of my heart has been ripped out and the wound, unable to heal, has been left to rot and sting. I have to be with her. She needs to be at my side, where she belongs. She needs to be next to me, so we can finally be together and live peacefully throughout our short lives. I'd finally be truly happy.
I don't even think this love was meant to happen. I never even believed in it. It just happened. But if it was unintended, then I'm dead grateful that it did happen. I couldn't
by ~Belenbenji
RequiemI glide in through your window, While you lie in bed, sound asleep. I slide my hand gently across your face, And I smile.Requiem
I look upon your visage and remember, Remember those days that we shared, All those happy times that we had, When nothing else mattered.
Your body rocks slightly as you sleep, Your hands under your head, Your face as beautiful as ever before, And a slight smile creeps onto your face.
I stand and glide back to your side, And I gaze upon your beauty, And I weep because it's over, For I have died, but not forgotten.
by ~Domriso
another depressing poem...Watching everyone around me smiling and laughing makes me sick. When I cut myself to relieve that pain, I do it quick. The blood leaks out and down into the sink. Releasing the emotions I don’t show that comes from people looking at me and saying what they think They all call me names and don’t give a shit I ignored them for a while, but this was it! People thought it wouldn’t hurt, but it really did more than I’d like to admit. Many tears and much blood has been shed. It’s amazing that I don’t lie here dead Thoughts of suicide consume my thoughts. I hatanother depressing poem...
by ~hsmgirl001
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