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Why do we always love people who don’t love us and hurt people who do love us?

kissmylime  (via wnq-writers)

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A beautiful scene of death

Seeing the world through Her eyes was something not many had done.

She had it hard i geuss But never a sad song was ever to be sung.

The emerald isles she glared upon Saw beauty as she stared back upon justification.

No mourning she suffered No imperfections, just a cheek indentation.

Lost for words no longer Lacking in any trace of moral code.

The beauty she she saw Was everlasting Unlike this fragile rope That now holds her by her throat

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Love is present

Fallen aimlessly Drifting apart like distant Volcanic lands. In love endlessly Into Wonderland in an instant Take both my hands. Ficticious you feel My love for you grows. What sound a fallen tree Makes even if nobody knows? One that is present though it May not seem to be My love, sound is present Even though you may not see.

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I am troubled and harsh and hopeless. Though I have love inside me. But I don’t know how to use love. Sometimes it scratches like barbs.

Clarice Lispector, tr. by Elizabeth Lowe, from Água Viva / The Stream of Life (via weltenwellen)

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The loveliest colour

Carolina blue So easy to fall in Like a sea of emotion begging to be appreciated As beautiful as you Innocent of sin Eyes like a world I've subconsciously created

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This may be a sad chapter but you are not a sad story.

Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

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Life and death

Consume to numb a pain Alcohol fuelled strain Unlike a life worth living One where happiness is never out of reach I live in an existence of fear and misery Death and hurt for each Day it gets worse A head about to burst Full of of ideas and ambitions But never to reach the surface Due to Unimportant matters making me feel nervous About nothing to have ever mattered Dreams lay unmastered My mind rests in tatters My body decaying faster Then it ever should have done That’s what I seem to want and one I can’t believe These dreams I came to dream Are completely out of reach Because of the voice that’s taken siege Of my brain and all its beliefs My brain an enemy to me But that’s how it stands Controlling both my hands It grabs hold of my life Tells me your not alright How can you be right? Take hold of that knife. Take your life tonight. But I tell it no My soul has more to know My body some more to grow My time here is not done although It’s me who says these things Not out loud but in my dreams I’m the master of my own faith Though my life falls apart at the seams I hold the knowledge of the eight Regimes that cause me pain and anguish Some are just outlandish But I told myself for another day Stay alive Just stay Just stay

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I inhale, count to four and think about  scraped knees healing, lungs inflating, hearts mending, and hands unclenching. I hold it for seven, no one is staring, I am not breaking, this body will keep working, there is no more shaking, my heart is not stopping, no one is staring, and I am not breaking. I exhale count to three and think about how I will keep breathing, nothing is ending, these lungs will keep filling. I Repeat. I Repeat. I Repeat.

breathing exercises || O.L. (via chlorinecoveredgirl)

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Finding me

At last, control Lost for longing Found indefinitely In the form of identity breaking For it was said love didn't hurt me The lack of myself was the culprit Lost Searching In a world of personal dullness

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If your lips are poison. Kill me softly, slowly, quietly then.

(via arfrona)

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I am in love with a memory, a thought, a dream, and yet they all contain you.

S. Renea (via rewriting-the-world)

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And I realised just now, that the tomorrow I’ve been waiting for was yesterday with you.

movielovee (via wnq-writers)

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Burning bridges

Let me burn my bridges at dark Beautifully glimer at night As though nothing seemed right Pay for love with heavy heart Claim it was pain at first sight Kill what is left of you because it was the only choice you had Blame who you can to ease the load If not its never alright Time became a restraint, a nonsense code A way for you to change mode In a constant changing habbitat Love paid a price that Never lived up to expectation Drawn away from the traumatisation That played a big part of your life Not anymore Choose to live your life right

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Blue Sky Days

Arms to the sky, wayward man. The hand that points anoints the land.

Can’t escape your death, fate; but faith in love and light and capes could change the way, set the stage.

And maybe there’s no other life but walking on a road of strife. If you fall, so will they all, darker men could stand so tall.

To a glass, you rue the past, and carry on forever more.

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