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My worries and reservations were buried by your words which felt right enough. I was drowning and being pulled under by the weight
By Angel Adagioabout a year ago in Poets
You were desperate to fill up a void so much that once you did nothing else mattered to you except the feeling of fullness.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
How easy it is to manipulate the broken, show them the ways of the world through rose-colored glasses and take everything said at face value.
How can someone like you be cruel? Your version of love is tainted by the ghosts that continue to haunt you and hurt our
You claimed to not be part of the crowd you hung around wanting to gain the knowledge of those you were told that you were supposed to be like minded.
Every morning, noon and night for what seems like eons I have waited patiently for someone to call my own. When you arrived I wanted to shout it out,
Take it all out on me like you do maybe leave marks deep enough that the scars are my reminder of what you think I did.
Throughout everything, I have longed for peace. The constant nagging of the voices both in my head and in the world have tortured me for far too long.
Rule #1 - Trust no one. Being alone is better than having a knife in the back. Rule #2 - Hide your emotions. More knives=more ways of dying.
Looking beyond the glass is hard when it's all foggy. I hear the laughter from outside, but can't see. Is it real? Or perhaps it is my imagination running wild.
I saw you last week. You looked the same as I remembered you and still, you scared me. I thought I had gotten over the fear,
Once Upon A Time, two souls met at a market. She was buying essentials, he was restocking his fridge. The twinkling lights above flared to make them bump into one another.
