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Rue Kendra

Accepting

It's passed, gone
What once was, its lost
You can chase, stab at it-
In the end you can beg.
Yet like a seasons change
It can not; will not be the same
You wish and you dream
But when you feel the finality-
If and only if you feel it
Then you understand
It's the past. It's gone.
That's when
You; I
Can move on.

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Should I?

And I wonder again
Will I lose you if I speak
Your more than a friend
But are we strong? Are we weak?

If I tell you my thoughts
Will you run from the sound?
If I carried the lot
Would it be too profound?

But what is life without risk?
What else should I say?
So Ill jump the abyss
And I'll say whats to say

But maybe,
Maybe another day

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It Hurts

That hurt.
That hurt to.
Again, that hurt.
Please stop, that hurt.
Why are you hurting me?
What did I ever do to you?
Stop hurting me I beg you, please.
Do you not hear me as you scar me again? Stop speaking so angrily, so smug.
Every time you hurt me with your words, It hurts, more than you'd think.
So please stop hurting me.
Please no more.
It hurts.
I hurt.

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Cutting Again

The war is in my mind.
The wounds are on my body.
I've always drawn in lines,
Cause you can trust those lines

Look at the red and wonder.
Feel the stickiness.
And as it flows I ponder,
Is this a sickness?

You look nice fresh.
So ugly when you dry.
As you heal you turn my flesh,
As you heal you bring my high

I never stop to think about it.
As I drag my metal friend.
But senses come quick,
When the pain ends...

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Cherishing, Tasting

Silent.
Grey and pinkish.
I take a deep breath in of half of an unlit cigarette,
Placing the blade to me soft tan skin
A prick!
Then a high.
I stare out of the enclosure of the slide,
Cars passing, dog walkers, children
Unaware that I sit in a childs playground,
Cherishing crimson, tasting charcoal.
I think about all.
My life, my dreams, the voices all around,
Clouded sky bringing tears to match my own.
Is this what it feels,
To be truelly,
Alone?

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