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    Nothing

    I sit here empty
    And alone...
    as I was promised.
    The deceit, the lies...
    I couldn't handle them...
    How much more was I supposed to give?
    How much more was I supposed to take?
    Did I have anything left?
    You told me I'd be alone.
    How funny.
    You were right.
    Yay for you.
    Hope it brings you joy.
    Now all I am is nothing.
    Not that you made me anything...
    But it just shows me how desperate...
    How desperate this world is.
    But everyone around me...
    Just as desperate as you...
    Just as desperate as all the others...
    Desperate to fall in love.
    No more.
    Don't love me.
    I'm nothing.
    You can't love nothing.
    No matter how much you want to.
    I tried, so f*ck your opinion.
    You can judge me all you want
    But get out.
    Get out of my thoughts
    Get out of my head.
    And don't pretend to love nothing.

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    Recollection

    All the life is gone in me
    I don't recall who I'm supposed to be...

    I used to be kind?
         No, I'm not even nice.
    I used to be warm?
         Now I'm cold as ice
    Did I ever have friends?
        I don't have any now...
    When did I start?
        Has my smoking gone down?
    I used to smile?
        I just can't recall
    Did someone care?
        i feel left by all
    When was I happy?
         It's all so unclear
    Am I far?
        Or am I near?
    Did I even care?
          I don't have emotions
    Perhaps it's a curse....
          Perhaps it was potions....

    I can still remember being thin....
    I can vaguely recall my old grin
    This emotion is swallowing, consuming my soul
    It's too much to bear, and I'm feeling so low
    As soon as I smile, something goes wrong.
    I guess this day is going to be long.

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    Empty

    I sit here as an empty shell
    I smile, so it isn't easy to tell.
    I may tell you different, but I'm not feeling well
    I feel like a salesman with nothing to sell

    This feeling of alone consumes my mind
    It unties every knot and releases all bind
    I try to be nice, I try to be kind
    But no one is leading, and I'm deaf and blind

    My heart is aching, my emotions just melt
    I'd never tell you it's something I've felt.
    If I were another, I would've just dealt
    But I'm so weak now, just skin off my pelt.

    This sadness washes over days and days
    And I try to make it seem I'm not phased
    Once I was excited, but I'm no longer amazed
    It's like earning a prize, without any praise

    I'm sick of my body, I'm sick of my thoughts
    I'm sick of being told what I aught to and naught.
    I'm just a story,, with no end or plot
    And I really just wish, I was something I'm not.

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    The Cellar

       As I walk through the dark cellar of killers,
    I see their sins written in blood on the pillars
        Though it's damp and a terror, I tread on and on
    But the voices keep screaming, even days long
       I meet a dark figure and take a deep breath
    For in this cellar, it surely means death
       He grabs my small forearm and drags me around
    I try not to amuse him by making any sound
       He ties me down tight and covers my eyes
    He gets his sharp knife and cuts down my thighs
       Worse than death, is this torture, painful and void
    Of any emotion, except his overjoy
       I scream, "Please just kill me" but he will not stop
    I feel so weak, like I'm going to pop
        When he's done, he just leaves me to die
    To suffer, to bleed, and mostly to cry
       While I accept my fate, and he's finally gone,
    I sit there askng why. What have I done?
       To be tortured and treated less kind than a rat
    Whom is chased, but at least killed by the cat.
       It must be my fault. I must be the culprit
    To bring to life, this lethal dark pit
       How else could I be treated this way?
    Now there will be no tomorrow.... I'm dead today.
      

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    Change

    What a strange ambition
    A very propelling stage
    To make another addition
    Into a tiny cage

    A listening incision
    That incites much more rage
    Includes all provisions
    To continue on and plague

    A bellowing submission
    To an empowering mage
    Whom takes intense precision
    To turn blood to sage

    Into a nuclear fission
    That turns from page to page
    A conquering, failed mission
    That cannot begin to gauge

    It makes a strong derision
    Deriving each one's age
    Into a fiery collision
    Dessimating your wage

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    The moral...

    A beat.
    A rhythm.
    Something that moves your soul.
    A poem.
    A song.
    A release from all I know.
    A word.
    A whisper.
    Silent from all you can see.
    A smile.
    A glimmer.
    Fake to what's in me.
    A breath.
    A sigh.
    The relieve the pain within.
    A heart.
    A soul.
    Something shattered, without sin.
    A dream.
    A nightmare.
    Who can tell the difference?
    A scream.
    A shout.
    Without the least resistance.

    The moral of this story is, everything within you is just an unwritten story.

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    Silent Whisper

    A solemn dance begins slow,

    But the longer it continues, the faster it goes.

    A spinning scream shattered the sky

    No one answered or even questioned why

    A greedy grin stole a valuable pence,

    Nothing then, tried to make any sense.

    The dance was growing to be too fast,

    This dance would always touch her past.

    The rush of the beat ran through her,
     
    The room became hot, cloudy and obscure.

    She fought the rhythm desperately,

    Yet there was a loss of equality.

    A whisper that would never be heard.

    No, this whisper would neer be inferred.

    The music stopped, and even though the dance was over,

    She knew she'd changed and been put under a cover.

    Until she was daring enough,

    To dance ever again would be rough.

    She will live through life remembering the dance.

    That stole from her a flaming chance.

    Her last feeling of regret and fear

    Would always be a whisper noone could hear.

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