Jumping InJumping in The twelve feet of water Would be so easy Inhaling The chlorinated water Would be so easy Dying Would be so easy If only I wasn't afraid Of what might happen Who might hurt Who might die What might go undone Just because I Was too selfish To stay and work it outJumping In
AloneShe sits at lunch… All alone Everyone abandoned her She doesn't mind, though Or so she saysAlone
Others look upon The chubby teenager With utter contempt As her bitter tears Fall into her food.
She wonders why It has to be this way She doesn't want to be forgotten She wants a bit of genuine love Is that too much to ask?
Apparently it is Because nobody Even acts like they'll join her And end her solitary misery And so she sits Alone Forgotten And unloved…
Will She Walk Away?Little things Annoying her Things that make her cry Will she walk away?Will She Walk Away?
He does something She keeps quiet Keeps it bottled in Will she walk away?
One day, The bottle will break Everything will spill out Will she walk away?
Will they work it out? Reach a compromise? Will she walk away? Or… Will she stay?
GoneTick tock, tick tock 1:00 Climbing UpGone
Tick tock, tick tock 1:10 Standing on the edge
Tick tock, tick tock 1:20 Contemplation
Tick tock, tick tock 1:25 What will she decide?
Tick tock, tick tock 1:30 She makes a decision… And J u m p s…
She’s finally at rest… …At peace… …With all her troubles now…
Gone
once upon a timeonce upon a time, your eyes were bright, and you held me like i would fade into the dark if you let go.once upon a time
when i smiled at you, you smiled back, instead of asking me just what i had to smile for.
but that all changed, along with you.
Underneath It AllBeneath her chest Beneath those scars Flowing veins and a beating heart.Underneath It All
But my heart it doesn't beat. Not like hers. I am stone She can't move me because I won't budge. Don't even try.
homeits like you were never here, so i have no reason to say you promised because your a liar, and im sick or running out of tears for you, you a father but never to see his kids you, a liar, never believing in me, the other, a mother, of six, only 5 to see from root to tip, do you smell the beer, and rage. i can see it in your eyes she, running from everything i dont even know where you went, and the rest of them, to be called, a family i want to run im homehome
maybe i'm always wrong.try.maybe i'm always wrong.
try to believe that our skin will touch and that our words will retreat into our mouths simply since there will be nothing left to say because maybe we'll just know what the other is thinking. and i'll try to pretend that i'm not sleeping with what-if's and what-the-hell-am-i-doing's tucked under my pillow and stained on my tongue. i'll let go of my every other second doubts if you could let your fingers find mine. you could make the nights a little warmer if the distance between our heartbeats was a lot closer.
try. try to believe that our veins will intertwine and i will attempt to inhale all your exhales so i
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Falling back to the shadows, slowly learning to embrace what is found there within...
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Falling back to the shadows, slowly learning to embrace what is found there within...
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[link] Read the latest chapter in "Written in Blood," please
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Real milk comes from happy cows. Happy cows come from Tennessee. What, you think they REALLY come from California?!
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[link] Read the latest chapter in "Written in Blood," please
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Real milk comes from happy cows. Happy cows come from Tennessee. What, you think they REALLY come from California?!
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~Kakashi<3er~
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