Poetry

  • I didn’t know your name, but it kills me all the same

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    ~I didn’t know your name  but it kills me all the same~ πŸ–€  a life gone too fast dreams that didn’t get a chance  cut violently short by a killer with a gun πŸ–€ empty desks half written papers water flasks overturned pencils askew πŸ–€ in the cafeteria a cheese sandwich left unfinished milk growing…

  • The dreams fades

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    The dream fades a lil’ more with each passing day seeming more ridiculous more far fetched more far away… ~~~ drowning in the responsibilities and mundane tasks  of adult existence  exhaustion is my new best friend not the dreams I once had ~~~ but sparks of creativity  keep forcing themselves through the ashes that linger…

  • I feel like crying but no tears will come out

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    I feel like crying but no tears will come out I’ve become so numb to the pain of this world and the agony in my own heart. ~~~ I turn up the music with loud, pounding drums and screaming guitars until it’s pulsing  through my head β€˜til my thoughts  are drowned out because it hurts…