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sitting in a roomslow breathing
take it in.
the emotions.
the emptiness.
the craving.
~~~~~
I am an imaginary.
An image, engraved inside your head.
I'm made of plastic faces and broken bones.
Silly little things.
Caught inside your grip.
Shall I run away in a panic?
Or wait for you to ruin me in delight?
I'm just a lonely child.
Caught between lonely and desparate.
Words are just words, until we say them.
The delicate flower lost it's petals.
And became trapped inside bloodied hands.
We didn't mean to harm.
It just happened, you see.
Little shards of glass.
The blood starts to pour down the wrist.
We were innocent, once.
Now chained down to our bitter existence.
We hope to run away someday..
If only we could..
~End~
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GrayValkyrie [2016-04-21 18:56:55 +0000 UTC]
It would be nice to just run away from everything, but life has taught me that there are people I really wouldn't last without. I even thought about literally running away several times in the past, but I stayed with the desire to find at least one person worth sticking around for. Guess it was worth it, but I'm not entirely sure some days.
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PyroShadow18 In reply to GrayValkyrie [2016-04-21 22:12:20 +0000 UTC]
Very true.
I still want to be here. Even if some days I don't. I'm kind of emotional a lot of the time, so I cry a lot.
But I still want to stay. Because there are people here that I care about and who mean a lot to me. And I'm hoping it's the same for them.
Thanks Gray.
~J
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