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Smile
It makes you even prettier
Laugh
It helps the smile
Keep fighting
You're worth it
Live
The world will be a sadder place without you
You'll make it
Just don't give up
Need help?
Please ask
No one cares?
I do.
It makes you even prettier
Laugh
It helps the smile
Keep fighting
You're worth it
Live
The world will be a sadder place without you
You'll make it
Just don't give up
Need help?
Please ask
No one cares?
I do.
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Literature
Interview
When was the last time
That you cut?
Last night,
When all the doors were shut.
On what part of your body
Did you self-harm?
From the edge of my wrist
And all down my arm.
What did you use
To make the blood pour?
A pocketknife borrowed
From my dad's dresser drawer.
How many cuts
Did you make this time?
Ten long slashes
All in a line.
Was I the one
To bring this pain to your life?
It doesn't matter,
I picked up the knife.
How bad were these,
Speaking honestly?
I don't know,
They felt pretty darn good to me.
Literature
Gracefully
When I was eight, I couldn't wait to be ten.
A double-digit number seemed so big back then.
I would be so tall and older too,
just think of all the things I could do!
I could stay up late and watch T.V. until nine,
and being in the fifth grade sure would be fine.
When I was eighteen, I couldn't wait to be twenty.
No longer a teen, now I'd be somebody.
I could find a bride and settle down,
she would look so lovely in her wedding gown.
I could get a real job and make money by the ton,
being in college just wasn't fun.
When I was twenty-eight, I couldn't wait to be thirty.
It sounded so fun to be "dirty thirty".
I could have a
Literature
Dreamers
They were dancing in the room where the chandeliers burned as bright as the sun,
The music playing loud
But the laughter all around held the real melody.
Every step took a pain away from their hearts,
Every kiss washed away their innocent sins.
Then the hall vanished,
Another room appeared,
The room they had when they were little.
Same as they remembered it
It even looked as big.
Then they looked down, they were kids again.
The girls with sparkling gold wings were having tea on the fluffy clouds on a sunny day with their dolls,
And the boys were saving the world with the help of their action figures, a cape around their shou
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You might think that the sky is falling, i don't care if its about a boy/girl, family, depression, or anything else, i just wanted to tell you please keep fighting. you will make it. i care. ily <3
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This one touched me so much, I started crying,
Thank you.
Thank you.