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Please, Dear God... by theforgotten3337, literature

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Please, Dear God...

Please... Dear God, I am so scared... I want it to end. My heart is shattering I am going insane I have not eatten In three days. Worry fill my mind And fears steal my heart. I am going crazy... I feel guilt, I feel stressed. I will not disobey any more I want to take the test. I will listen now.. And I will do my best.. Please do not let my mom be mad Let her not scream or shout. My soul feels hollow My body feels empty.. I want to run away.. I am 18 and I know that I could But God, I am scared I am scared of her I am scared that she will hate me I know that I do not make her proud Nothing I do can make it better

In that one moment. by theforgotten3337, literature

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In that one moment.

"Well, I guess this is it..." You use to say... The false hope.. To send demons away.. "But you run from the light. Choosing the night instead. A dark reminder... You wish you were dead.." You look at my body.. As I am against the wall.. Blood soaked clothes, Could tell no lies at all You stand there just looking At my sad little demise.. Wishing you had feeling In those uncaring eyes The gun lays beside me Beside the broken core That no longer has a heartbeat The corpse is tore The barrel is still hot The bullet is in my head For it was just a few minutes Before you found me dead You sit beside me And try to figure o

To Whoever finds this: by theforgotten3337, literature

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To Whoever finds this:

To whoever finds this: I do not know who is reading this, And honestly I do not know why.. You may think that this is hopelessness That you break down and cry. But now that you are reading, Please continue to read more For you see that I hold the key That can unlock that forceful door My name is... Well that does not matter You do not need to know who I am. For I am a quiet whisper.. A wind in times sand. All I want is to help you To have you come to your release So maybe you can have Some well deserved peace.

Without a soul by theforgotten3337, literature

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Without a soul

How about we play.. A sick little game That is use to the maddening The quiet insane I love to feel the silence The sick life demise The lost and hopeless Look in my victim's eyes She does not make a sound Even though her mouth is not closed Maybe she will remember To never strike that pose I love the look she gives me As her pain makes her cry She knows that she is loosing I will make her die She never called for help When she watched me take control Now she is locked inside the mirror A vessil without a soul

I play the fiddle on my arm by theforgotten3337, literature

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I play the fiddle on my arm

I have a talent Deep inside my pores The only way to release it Is to cut open the closed doors Once the music starts playing It can not stop Time stands still Because of the broken clock The scarlet red notes Play its sad song Its a melody to my ears I know it wont last long I am lost here in my wonderland As the music feels my soul A sad crimson melody As the lost of notes takes it tole I do not wish for quiet I do not wish for peace All I want is the song The music's sweet release The drum is getting softer Its silence is comeplete Maybe I can rest now And finally get some sleep

.....my feelings.... by theforgotten3337, literature

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.....my feelings....

I want to sleep In my blood covered sheet As my world goes black Now and then Time was my friend Until my world came down I just want the end Maybe its stupid Maybe its dumb That I want to die But the pain makes me numb My razor blade is my angel It shines in the light And lets the real me Come back to life.. I think that its funny That I am going insane But now my parents wont worry I enjoy the pain My mother wont hate me And wont make me feel That in this hopelessness Her love wasnt real My stepdad wont be bothered With his good for nothing step daughter As with her razor blade She joins the slaughter Its really a

Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain by theforgotten3337, literature

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Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain

I stare at the mirror At my light green eyes.. As they change from that color To my dark grey lies.. My mother calls my name And I just smile Sometimes I wish she would care Just for awhile... My arms are covered With a fine white cloth Next comes the long sleeve shirt And a jacket I never take off My body hurts But no one will see My dying green eyes.. That change to my gray lies.. No... Its not what you think.. Its just my feelings.. In this crimson and clear ink Tears mix with blood To create this fantisy As my paper flowers surround This cold dying me My endless tears are mixing With times endless sand Sorrow a

Fighting to.... by theforgotten3337, literature

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Fighting to....

I am fighting... To keep my sanity... To keep my "Friends" But God knows...... I am loosing it... I did it again. And this time I didnt care The blood rushes out.. And all I can think about Is typing this... Oh well... No one will notice The red ink that pours Out of my veins Through open doors The teachers wont notice The look in my eyes As I look at my "friend" And say my goodbyes Maybe its stupid And maybe its dumb But with this pain I can go numb It helps me relax And helps me become free To get away from the lies And become the true me..

TAKE THIS HEART by theforgotten3337, literature

Blood on the snow and I love you... by theforgotten3337, literature

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Blood on the snow and I love you...

"What does this remind you of?" I ask you as we sit together, A mix of red and white... "It reminds me of a bunch of feathers" I smile at you sweetly And look into your eyes "It reminds me of blood on the snow and sweet little goodbyes" You shake your head and laugh If only you had known... Days have passed and months went by I have not talked to you I wont let you see me cry.. Later that night I guess it has been A gun in my hand, it has to end.. A few seconds later, you come crashing in. To a moonlight white room, stained with blood red sin.. "What does this remind you of?..." I asked with a painted smile... "A simple wh

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Please, Dear God... by theforgotten3337, literature

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In that one moment. by theforgotten3337, literature

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In that one moment.

To Whoever finds this: by theforgotten3337, literature

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To Whoever finds this:

Without a soul by theforgotten3337, literature

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Without a soul

I play the fiddle on my arm by theforgotten3337, literature

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I play the fiddle on my arm

.....my feelings.... by theforgotten3337, literature

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.....my feelings....

Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain by theforgotten3337, literature

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Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain

Fighting to.... by theforgotten3337, literature

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Fighting to....

TAKE THIS HEART by theforgotten3337, literature

Blood on the snow and I love you... by theforgotten3337, literature

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Blood on the snow and I love you...

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Free by TheMarrowind, literature

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Free

Out of everything, I feel shame Wrenching guilt and crushing pain Breaking me down again and again Happiness is all in vein In a life without much gain Falling into darkness, angry Nothing seems to end this truly, The guilt inside of me I see, Lets me know there is no key To unlock within and set free The feelings of insanity And finding out my destiny Is only six feet under me.

The Closed Door by theLUsir, literature

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The Closed Door

I sat lazily in front of the television, drinking another pathetic night away when it all happened... The front door swung open and Jeremy rushed through the hallway towards the staircase. "Front door," I called out from the recliner. I glanced at my watch. It was late. I took a sip of the beer I was nursing. He always left doors open; he seemed to ignore their existence as he passed through. I chalk it up to pure laziness. Jeremey stopped midstep and turned around with a huff. He reluctantly made his way back to the front door. I could feel his irritation building, and knew his eyes were rolling under his ragged, hooded sweater. The door

Life of Hate by SakuyaYoru, literature

God Complex by SakuyaYoru, literature

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God Complex

I have created many things, But I know I am not a god. Many men think they are, But they are just simple idiots. Many people have gone perverse, Creating censorship to quiet us. People just sitting on their butts, Spineless, brainless, automatons. Seriously sickening me on the inside, People create these stains in life. Fine, just bow down to the greed, Just give these men a god complex.

Thinking of You by SakuyaYoru, literature

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Thinking of You

I want to hold you close, Experience real love for once. Tell me all your desires, Unleash your passion on me. Let me be the one for you, To touch all your favorite spots. To see the pleasure in your eyes, Feeling the warmth come from you. Watching you sway as you walk, Drawn in by your sexual smile. Staring in your hypnotic eyes, Being controlled by your luring voice. I just can't stop thinking of you.....

My Murderous Feat by theLUsir, literature

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theforgotten3337

Nov 5, 2012

wow...

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Today is the first time I have actually posted anything on here since I graduated High School. It is really amazing how time passes by and the people that you use to think were your friends and cared about you stopped coming around. I mean I know that I could text some of them or that I could get on here and see how everyone is doing...but honestly, conversations are a two way street. Why should I go out of my way to bother someone who, maybe, nine times out of ten, get annoyed by me, or just really do not want anything to do with me... Why should I be the one that sits alone and is really excited to log on or text someone just to find out t

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theforgotten3337

May 9, 2012

Sorry I have been gone..

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I had surgery last tuesday and have not been able to do anything for the past week. Today is the first day that I have been back to school and I hate it already... :( I miss you all.. Much love Shawna.

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theforgotten3337

Apr 16, 2012

It is alittle ironic....don't you think?..

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Its amazing, I care about my friends and one of them (who is on here) I really care about the most. He tried to commit suicide and I am very happy that someone texted him to stop him ..but its ironic.. No, not that someone stopped him, but the simple fact that as I sit here and type this, I bare cuts into my wrist from my suicide attempt last night...I guess he should hate me..But I did try... ...but its ironic.. One of my best friends who moved all the way across the country texted me last night.. It was ironic because I was right after I cut..and we talked.. No it was not deep enough to bleed to death..but its fine... My crimson river