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Oh My Kitten,

That is not good at all - the poem is well written but the mood, the tone, the meaning are all very bad.

Please do feel free to talk to me, I am going to be out for a little bit - I cannot avoid it but as soon as I get back I will check in.

There are those of us who smile when you smile and cry when you cry

We are the ones who love you and will sorely miss you if you die

Stay with us and abandon those others

Come live with your sisters and brothers.

Love ya,

Sally

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I'm fine ^^"" jus a bad mood is all x.x dad stoppped texting back so kinda torn a bit, he texted me yesterday and we even had a small convo and so I was really hoping he would reply today when I said hi but no such luck, its fine, its life ^^ diddnt mean to upset I'm sorry -hugs- ^^

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The girls isnide

The boy is out

The girls crying

The boy fights

The boy tries to die

To kill the girl inside

The boy fights the tears

The girl holds the fears

I have a boy that wants to live

And the girl wants to be free

I have a boy that hates himself

And a girl that feels the same

Who am I

Who will I be

To cry and die

Just to be free

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My feet are stuck in my place

Nobody looks me in the face

The world is going by

All I can do is cry

Everyone else is getting so ahead

I'm moving at a pace that makes me seem dead

I just want to go on and live my life

Im tired of this ordeal and all its strife

People I dont know are getting so far

And Im still here trying to get the door ajar

I cant make any progress I am trying so hard

But I am making no progress, I cannot get far

I read and cry

I think and sigh

I cut and bleed

And then I sleep

This is my day his is my life

I just wanna make a little progress

I have endured enough strife

I ahve suffered enough stress

In the end tehe ahrd work pays

I dont even know if I'll make it today

The thought to end it all is just so tempting

Inside my heart cries and I feel so empty

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Guest 91curiouskitten

I watch you

You watch me

You drain me

Completely

I hoped for you!

I cried for you!

I spoke to you.

I tried for you!

I watch you

You watch me

You drain me

Completely

Everday I watch what you do!

Everytime you watch me to!

Everything I have is on you!

I was hoping that you knew!

I watch you

You watch me

You drain me

Completely

I watch you

You watch me

You drain me

Completely!!!

I take back the thigns I said!

You're nothign to me you're dead!

No more hopes are on you!

With this last lie we're through!

I watch you...

You watch me...

I watch you...

You need me!

I watch you

You watch me

You drain me

Completely!

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Guest 91curiouskitten

Home, home is where the heart is, theres no palce like home, home sweet home. What if your heart is broken and bleeding? What if the palce called home is a hellish hole where you despair every living second? What if home is bitter? Why do we sugar coat these things? Is it a sheer desperation in our lvies of mediocre living and hatred for ourselves for denying ourselves the pelasures we could ahve so easily attained to achive happiness, isntead we fell into societies stream and did as we were told and not what we wished, and the place we call home is where we spend msost of our tiem we are forced to put on a facade that it is a happy place? Home is not a happy place, home is a hell hole we go to escape an even worse one called life, does that make it sweet by comparison? What does a hell hole become when we welcome it? Is it that the worlds tastes have gotten so horrifyingly awful that the indivudal realizes they are alone? Thus, with no home, and no joy, they seek a group called society? But, doesnt that mean that they are only pushing themselves further and fruther into the mainstream that ahd casued them to push their own selves into this horrible existance they live? Home is where the hear is and my heart is a bleeding broken excuse for a home.

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Guest Hildagard

-cuddles firmly-

I'm not letting go of you. Find a home in my heart. I'm just about crushing your head into it anyway.

-cuddles firmer-

Please.

Love, Hilda.

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Guest 91curiouskitten

Eep! -cuddled- o.o" I always wind up in palces like this XD

I fine ^^" I write these just on th emoment, and afterwards I'm fine, no need to worry ^^" I b k!

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What can never be!

World may never see!

Never a reality!

The world mvoes on, and leaves me here

Stuck back in time with all my fears

Curled into a ball with only my tears

All my friends will disappear!

What can never be!

What I only dream

I will never, be, free!

Im here, all alone on my own

With nothing here but the groans

With peopels fears and tears

Only thing with me here!

What can never be!

What I'll never see!

What I'll never be!!!

The person isnides screeeaming

The person outsides diiiieing

They're both feeeeeeling

The pain that is re-a-lity!

What can never be!

Time has passed me!

I'll never be free!

Let my life be worth while

Not stuck here in denial

I just want one real smile

What can never be!

Please let me go free

Im dieing please hellp me!!!

I live just to die

I can never fly

I just wanna smile

Instead I simply cry!!!

I' Cryyying!

I'm Tryyyying!

And now I'm diiiiieeeeing...

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Guest 91curiouskitten

I'm starting to hurt this is, unfair

Im screaming and pulling out my, hair

I jus wanna die and get out, of here

Im through with this life its done I, swear

So please jsut end it now

Dont make me go on, anymore

Please jsut end it now

I cant take this life anymore

I've done nothing wrong, just tried to be me

I've done all I can, just wanna be, free

Im sorry that this makes you hate me

You arent alone in your, anger and, hate

I stare at the mirror and I start to shake

Filled with dreams and filled with hate

Please just end it now

Dont make me go on, anymore

Please just end it now

I cant take this life anymore

I hate who I am, and who I wanna be

I hate all I am, and wanna be free

Free of this curse, and this plague called life

Free opf this pain, and free of this strife

Please just end it now

Dont make me go on, anymore

Please jsut end it now

I cant take this life, anymore

My comfort comes from a screen

And ten minutes later, I jus wanna scream

All these arms that wanna help

All these words, but none are felt

Please just end it now

Dont make me go on, anymore

Please jsut end it now

I cant take this life, anymore

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Guest 91curiouskitten

The two realities

Hey

(hey)

How are you?

((You doing alright?))

Yeh I'm good

((not really))

Are you sure

((I know somethings wrong))

Yeh I'm good

((No Im not okay, help))

If you say so

((I give up))

Haha alright lets go

((Please help?))

Not me, well me yes but, so many people, nothing is ever what it seems, so, dont just pass it off, I'm fine means help, keep an eye out

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I see me, writing on this paper, prayign for a savior, hoping that I diddnt wait to long

I see you, standing in the corner, laughign to yourself, and laughgin at me as well

I see us all, living in oru coffins, laughign at nothing, and simply six feet under

The world, keeps on moving, we're all forgotten, and we roll with the thunder

Now im stuck here in limbo

Stuck between love and pain

I hate you for all you;ve done

But I love you all the same

Respect is gone and none

But love there is some

You've abused me and used me

Yet my love is all the same

Why do I love you when I hate you

Why do you hate me when I love you

Why do I hate myself for you?

What wil lfie be like when we're through?

Hatred rots my soul

Hatred fills my heart

Hatred for us both

But love for only one

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Guest Donna Jean

I see me, writing on this paper, prayign for a savior, hoping that I diddnt wait to long

I see you, standing in the corner, laughign to yourself, and laughgin at me as well

I see us all, living in oru coffins, laughign at nothing, and simply six feet under

The world, keeps on moving, we're all forgotten, and we roll with the thunder

Now im stuck here in limbo

Stuck between love and pain

I hate you for all you;ve done

But I love you all the same

Respect is gone and none

But love there is some

You've abused me and used me

Yet my love is all the same

Why do I love you when I hate you

Why do you hate me when I love you

Why do I hate myself for you?

What wil lfie be like when we're through?

Hatred rots my soul

Hatred fills my heart

Hatred for us both

But love for only one

I know, Honey........I know...

Love

Donna Jean

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Guest 91curiouskitten

Want to know what life is like? Look at a tree, they grow, big, strong healthy! But the leaves, they grow, and no matter how healthy the tree gets, they die, but the tree keeps growing unaffected. Wanna know what lifes like? Watch a tree grow.

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Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

I did what I had to do to find you

Where were you where did you go?

Wanna join in me in this coup?

So that my body fits my soul?

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

Im jus tryign to be happy cant you see

Im jsu tryign to reverse what the worlds done to me

I'm jsut struggling in life like you

So why do you hate me and do what you do?

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

Why cant you see things are different now

Am I changed, different somehow?

Yes I am because now I smile

You see the me that could never shine

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

So take abck your words and revel in the pain

Im tired fo this joke, sick of this game

Imn tired of your lies, and love to see you squirm

Im happy to see you in my shoes for once

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

Do you love how it hurts? How it burns to your soul?

To be hated for nothing but trying to soar?

Trying to smile, and be happy for once?

But always denied, with nobody to trust?

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

It hurts and you scream and I want to cry

I loved you I'm sorry I promise I'll try

To make things easy, nobody should see

The world that we live in, this reality

Love to watch the fire and love to feel the burn

Love to feel the hatred, love to feel the scorn

Love to feel the pain and hear those words

Love to see how you feel about my words

Love the burn, and relish in its pain

It reminds you your real, and things arent the same

It means you;re human, and now you know

This worlds a pain, those smiles for show

Those smiles are fake! I should know

I wear one to, and its all just to go

Go outside and go all around

Cant take a bath, without tryign to drown

So welcome to lfie! Thats right, it sucks

You struggle for eight hours to make a few bucks

Nothing lasts, and the happiness leaves

But it will be back, just trus me you'll see

Thigns arent so bad! It does get better

But one thing means another, and we have to find shelter

For before it gets better and the sunshine comes out

WE have to endure pain, the kind to gouge your eyes out

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I tried to be perfect, but nothign si worth it, I'm tired of living in this lie

I want you to be there, I want you see clear, and lose this illusion of our life

Youre not gunna change me, nothing can stop me, this is just who I am

I jsut called you to let you know....that I'm better off all alone.

You can see that this is real, no more illusions

Its to late to make a deal, I hold no delusions

I know who you are now, and what you are now

Just another pawn, in this life thats we live somehow

We dont een try now, we simply get by now

Neither one knows what this is

Its called an illusion, jsut like this smile

Its been here froever and will be ehre for a while

You can see that this is real, there are no more illusions

Its to late, to make a deal, I'm free of delusions

I see who you are now, no family or friend now

You got away with it for 19 years somehow

I said I was sorry, you said not to worry, this is just how life will work

I said God pelase help me, you said it was funny, painting a target on my shirt

And I cant deal with this no more, its simply to much for me to take

And you cant help me anymore, cuz now I know that you're fake

And now I'm all alone again...

You can see now that I'm real! I'm not hiding behind an illusion!

You can see the pain I feel, my arms bear the marks of delusion

I thought it was happiness that I felt, cutting my arms wide open

Now I see the truth is that, I was jsut doing your work for you again.

I dont know what to do anymore! No plans to guide me, nobody to help me

I'm on my own once again, the peopel I trusted all jsut leave

So now I'm back to walking alone, trying to survive

I trusted these people one more time, and now I know it was a lie.

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Guest 91curiouskitten

Let me ask you this about this life we live

Let me ask you about when it all ends

Let me ask you about our fall

Let me ask you about it all

What happens in this life we live?

Do we succeed, or try again and again?

Is it worth the pain for joy?

Or is happiness just a ploy?

Now what about when ti ends?

Are we stuck in the ground, without our friends?

Perhaps we float to a better place

Yet my angels not me, I spit in Gods face

So now about the fall I speak

Honesty is all I seek

If we fall, with our wigns now gone

Trapped in teh bodies of a life long gone

Traped as a ghost as what we were born

When heavens only hell, and even there we meet scorn?

If its a perfection of happiness

Then why does hell fit better, a girls body oh the bliss

So answer me now, these questions I speak

Answer me now, the wrods that I seek

Answer me now, who can I trust?

The God of love or the demon of lust?

Or maybey our angels, are really our dreams

Our heavenly forms, and what we do seek

Perhaps it si they, they seek to escape

Perhaps that is our true form, we want in this place

I do not know, and help I seek

So answer me please, my outleak is bleak

Does anyone know, what happens at all?

Will I be hevaenly brandan, or will He hear my call?

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The world's flying by while I'm standing still

Its like I'm in a nightmare but I keep taking the pill

It keeps me asleep, because things arent for real

Because these nightmares shield me from the real pain I feel

I wake up always though, and things get worse

What was one bad, now I'm filled with remorse

When things are so bad, the bad is good

Things only get worse, as I knew they would

Every lights vanquished, every hope is crushed

All my happiness and joy crushed to dust

I cant hold on to anything it seems

I realzie now my nightmares were dreams

Bad goes to worse, making bad good

Worse gets even worse, who knew it could

Get this bad oh wait its worse!

This pain has a name, what is it's source?

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