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JealousyI wish that I could make you see,Jealousy
That your talking to them is killing me. I don't mean to be upset or start to cry, But those girls faces make me want to die. I love you so much, but my jealousy, Sees to be taking over me.
by ~beautifully-broken89
My Body's LimpI try to hold up my eyelids, but I cant, Even as I hear him pant. I know what he wants, but I don't care, I just keep wishing I weren't there. I try stay awake and make him quit, But it's taking all my effort just to sit. My body's limp, I'm falling back. Then suddenly I feel a crack, He's touching me, I feel his skin, My pants are down, his fingers in. I want it to stop, I just want to leave, The weakness I feel I can't believe. He sits me up, I fall again, And out of fear I cling to him. I grab his neck to stop the fall, Wishing I could stop it all. &nMy Body's Limp
by ~beautifully-broken89
Trying To Get JusticeThe anger grows beneath my skin, Because of the situation I am in. I'm trying to get justice for my rape, Find a way out, a chance at escape. But there are roadblocks in my way, I have no proof, just what I say. So now I just have to fight, Losing, though I know I'm right. Trying everything that I can, To rid myself of this evil man. He makes my skin crawl, Cuz I still remember it all. The hurt, the tears, all the pain, And it can never happen again.Trying To Get Justice
by ~beautifully-broken89
Marilyn MansonRarely do I write about, Someone I've always lived without. But it is as if he can touch my soul, Each word he sings makes me feel whole. They call him the "poster boy for fear", But who can fear this voice I hear? Only those who deny what they feel, Those who can't say what they know is real. He does not care what "normal" people say, He never fears doing things his own way. He asks if you are the rabbit or the headlight, He isn't afraid to tell you to fight. He sings of putting holes in happiness, But he comforts me when I'm in distress. Marilyn Manson is moMarilyn Manson
by ~beautifully-broken89
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IWake To Sleep IStand To FallUnable to breathe and remember I stumble from a distressed empty bed. Dressed in this saddens it’s just another day, You can fill it with as much hope as you can carry But you can’t bring life to the dead You can’t buy a corpse some time.IWake To Sleep IStand To Fall
Oh I begin the day alone Standing numbly staring at this sky before me; Beautiful morn gone to a terrible waste Hours upon hours spent idling. I cover-up the pain with a velvet cloth made of daydream, Lacking any reason; I stand to fall.
I’ve long lost my appetite, my wicked smile Even my will to try, please Try
by ~upsidedown-insideout
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- Interests: dance, music, poetry, singing, and modeling
- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath, Shakespeare, Dan Brown, Elizabeth Wurtzel
- Personal Quote: "Perfectly Flawed, Beautifully Broken"
- Tools of the Trade: my heart, soul and a pen and paper
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