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When I'm isolated from people only then do I feel safe, They are not the support they drown all the friends, they are all fake, Keep calling me a sociopath while under your feet there'll be lots of rakes, You'll blame me for everythin' without even realizing your real mistake... No, do not come near me, I'm tired of sufferin', The black hole in me STILL CONSUMES EVERYTHIN', I'm afraid of all people, THIS IS PARANOIA, My life is existence, I'M THE LOST OWNER, You are a parasite, BUT NOT A LAWYER, Take off this mask, AN' DON'T PLAY AMONG US... You don't know me, NOBODY DOES, Do a favor, SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, Your assumption, albeit with facts, BUT BIASED, If you look at my past, YOU'LL BE A LIAR... I was born in blood like dexter morgan, I have no emotion, my heart is my missing organ, Ever since I was a kid my feelings were stolen, So I had to walk the path that is broken... I was born in blood LIKE DEXTER MORGAN, I have no emotion, MY HEART IS MY MISSING ORGAN, Ever since I was a kid MY FEELINGS WERE STOLEN, So I had to walk the path THAT IS BROKEN...

2021-04-04 05:57:38

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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx

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Черничные пироги, молоко с мёдом. Приходи. Почитаю тебе стихи и раны замажу йодом. Буду исцелять поэтапно все твои трещинки и порезы, даже в твоё заледеневшее сердце, поверь мне, — смело полезу. Повір! Залізу без страху. Без жалю, не боячись. Бо наше розпалене вогнище змушує бути хоч чимось. І тільки не хвилюйся — ми не розчинимось. Ні одне у одному, ні у часі. Мы снова столкнёмся, неспособные противостоять этой связи. Истощенные, но в друг друге, нашедшие дом. Якщо не перше життя, то і не перший том. Не перший різновид мов у моїх віршах. Не найдёшь меня в жизни? Отыщешь во снах. За той дверью, где я нам в пирог добавляю чернику. Приходи. Мне одной без тебя здесь ужасно дико.

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