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As it once wasShe's still sitting there, at the grave, crying. I'm watching her as I feel the first raindrops touch my skin. My coat's becoming a burden and as I take the blades out, her cries become louder. Watching her hurts but I could never walk over to her, yet alone make her feel better; I was never good at all that emotional stuff, killing is the only thing I'm good at. I destroy everything around me, even myself.As it once was by ~KaylaNight
She used to be happy, I've never seen her cry or sad. She would visit me every wendsday (because that was her day off) and make me breakfast, do some cleaning and then go running with me- through the park all the way to the beach. If the
Let's talk about love"It's simple." -they say.Let's talk about love by ~KaylaNight
"To love, there's no bigger joy in life." -they add.
It's simple when you're here,
When you love me back.
But you're not,
And you don't.
"Don't push it, it will come." -they say.
"It's come, but yet, it's not here." -I add.
To think that I can be happy,
But you don't see me.
I've fallen for you. Again.
But I don't dare to tell.
"Don't do it again." -they said.
"I'm not stupid, I won't." -I add.
You think I didn't?
You think I wasn't stupid?
I did it again. Fell in love with you.
But you are so far away.
Words are the most powerful weaponHow many times have you said something?Words are the most powerful weapon by ~KaylaNight
Something out of place;
Something you regret saying;
Or something that made someone else change-
For the worse,
Or for the better?
Are you aware of how powerful words are?
Every letter has it's weight,
It's meaning.
Think.
It may not seem like much,
But what is you expect from someone when they tell you:
I love you?
You don't expect them to leave.
I promise?
You don't expect them to let you down.
I miss you?
You don't expect them to push you away.
I need you?
You don't expect them to be your slave.
I'm lonely?
You don't expect them to be happy.
What do you expect to happen if you tell someo
Snowy night I was walking down the dark street on a rainy night. My thoughts were wandering, creating a cloud of confused memories. Maybe I could’ve untangled them but I didn’t really care about that. I just let the rain pour over me. The cold rain. I hoped it would wash of all my memories, all my feelings.Snowy night by ~KaylaNight
It started snowing. The snowflakes looked like glitter against the lights in the dark and lonely night. I sat on a bench underneath a tree and watched the wet streets become white. I wasn’t aware of the time passing, nor the few confused people passing by and looking at me. I didn’t care.
I was sure no one was a
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