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Tell me what your pain is
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SweetLittlePhyco 
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16.03.2019
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Lucy124
16.03.2019 02:09
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Mine are,
My parents divorce
Depression
My dog and animal family members dying
Fearing the awful death that awaits
My abusive sister
My thoughts about just hiding behind the screen
You cutting yourself
Life and death
Where death reaps Life will apear
everything......most of the time i feel lonely around my friend,i feel empty around family,when im in a room with a lot of people its like im the only one in the room,when i wake up in the morning every single day its like i cant even open my eyes i feel so tired all the time,when go to school i dont feel safe around anyone...i cant trust anyone not friends nor family its like i have a dark cloud that just keeps on surrounding me and i cant escape it even if i smile on the inside im crying nomatter what i do i cant be happy...
i cant stop what i begun...i tried already to stop untill my mo found out she told e to promise her to never do it again....but promises are just lies in disguise
The cuts the blood that stains out would
The depths of our friendship seems to go deeper
The knife that cuts us controls your head
Bruising you killing you
Vanishing you
Depression
And sickness
The reap around us all
Slowly killing us
Picking us off one by one
Knocking us overboard
Trying to touch us
To break us
To kill us
My self-deprecation
One of my friends dying from suicide
My cats dying
My friends cutting there selfs
Not fitting in
People who I can't help
Feeling helpless
Crying myself to sleep because I know I will never live up to my expectations
Life is cruel
Death is worse
Cuts and bruises scars and scratches torture us all
The pain that reaps over us
That makes us feel like sht
The thing that keeps me up at night
Waiting to strike
The pain that’s makes me feel like
People are lying tonight
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Life can be sour
Death can eventually be sweet
But lies stay salty
Always pouring around us trying to sorround us trying to snap us
The life in our souls,
The wounds in our heart
The sweet lies of friendship
Always taking their turn
Waiting you you to turn your back
Just to stab it
this I poem I made that explains?
I'm never going to be that perfect girl that you all expect me to be
Because no matter how much, how hard I try im always just going to be me
i've heard your kind and supportive words so, so many times
That they just blur together now making me suspect that they are just lies
My grades aren't high and my social skills are lacking
If anything i'm average, and a little bit slacking
I have a BIG imagination that I often get lost in
my thoughts corrupt these words, turning gifts into a sin