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A Gun in My head

In my head, I hide a gun
its pointing at me and thats no fun
it reloads every time I whirl my head
around something not worth the dread

The safety is off, my feelings may pull the trigger
One more worry, and the gun would fire, I figured
Its heavy, not the gun, but my thoughts
They work well together like tight knots

Dearest bullets, stay the fuck away from me
'Cause I’ll be tempted t...

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One Day We All Pass Away

Do you know that one day we all die??

It's a statement, not a lie.

One day, we all pass away.

No one will happen to stay.

 

 

I beg you, be kind with the loved one.

Don't do anything just for fun

Remember that our life is too short

And another life can't be bought.

 

 

You are young; life seems endless.

Everything seems to be timeless.

And Fox doesn't come...

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My dear fellow writers, 

It's been quite a while since I wrote something and even longer since I posted on this site. It wasn't merely a lack of time that caused this break. My life has been a roller-coaster ride filled with strange occurrences and emotions I never thought I would feel. It was crushing to experience them, but enlightening to know that they can be overcome. However, it's not eas...

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A letter to my 6 year old self

They all told you to — “Grow up”.

Thank you for not listening.

Thank you for making up innocent fantasies
Rather than thinking of scary “what ifs”

Thank you for enjoying the present
Rather than drowning in the past
Or getting lost in the future

Thank you for laughing at silly things
instead of worrying about being “cool”

Thank you for eating as your body wished
instead of feari...

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Me, Myself and I

Dear me, did they throw thorns along your way?
did you let them prick you while you knelt to pray?
Tell me, did they ever listen to you?
or did they just stand afar
while your whole world turned blue?

 

It must’ve been hard, but i’ll tell you what
I’ll share the pain that’ll flow through your cut
I’ll be there to pick those needles out
I’ll be there to hear you out

 

But promise...

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