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my mind is on fire.i. i dreamt of never-ending corridors and rooms that smelled like a hospital that left me drowning in their blackness. there were the white-picket fences with peeling paint and the wind that whispered secrets to me in the chilly evenings of december. i loved the rain because it hides the things i don't want others to see.my mind is on fire.
ii. i kept my secrets in my bottom left hand drawer. fake smiles and off-key notes were my forte. i kept them by my side at all times, not knowing when i would use them. i thought about when i watched the clouds with my grandma and was petrified of coyotes. i would carelessly live my life without fe
by ~trapped-inside-xx
nursery rhymesonetwo; bucklemyshoe. he lived in a world of caviar and champagne and always had a pair of clean socks to wear. he had nothing to worry about, except for what they thought of him. he was different, no doubt, and felt like he was being constantly judged by his parents, even though he hadn't told them his biggest secret yet. his name was clarke.nursery rhymes
threefour;shutthedoor. his name was kevin and he lives at the bottom of tequila bottles and at the end of cutting board knives. he wears a fake smile to work everyday to match his ripped jeans and suicide notes. with his parents slurred words and mix matched dr
by ~trapped-inside-xx
insert melancholy title here.one. we were the shadows interfering with time and sleepless nights. we were lost in the coat closet, wanting something more than what we had.insert melancholy title here.
two. your name was --- and you wanted to change the world. but how could you when the past was all you thought about.
three. it snowed the day that you lost my trust. you told me that you wanted the best for me. i had read the lies written all over you, but i believed you.
four. we were trapped in a world of batman bandages and infinate bicycle rides. you told me that i was your sweetheart. and even
by ~trapped-inside-xx
015one. she had small cuts on her arms and bruises that seemed to never fade. her eyes were chlorine blue and her freckles whispered everything she feared.015
two. she waited for the train every morning by herself, looking uncanny and fragile. her skin was unnaturally pale, her face grave. she never looked anyone in the eye.
two-oh-seven. her lips moved continuously, as if she were trying to tell the world her secrets, but there are no words to describe the terror of her past.
five. her name was september but that was not her month.
by ~trapped-inside-xx
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things i've never seen.today, i realized what i want to do with my life. i guess i've always known, but i looked and never really saw every dusty corner of my dreams that broke apart my capillaries with every sunday afternoon nightmare. today, i realized that all i want to do is leave. leave this sad excuse for a town and all the god forsaken people that have broken my heart here and just go. i think you might be angry with me, but the pencil lines of my adventures are too deep to erase this time. i know where i'm headed, and i know that its far enough away from you that you'll have all the time in your empty little world to worry about me. but you don't need to shthings i've never seen.
by *xxintention
i fell in love with the miragei don't believe in numbers. i don't believe in language. i don't believe in religion. i don't believe in science.i fell in love with the mirage
because
hypocrites invented math, and letters are fabricated. fairytales are for children, and chemicals don't exist.
i don't believe in art i don't believe in love i don't believe in life, and i sure as hell don't believe in death either.
because
my eyes reflect light, not color. my brain controls my emotions. existence is a fucking nightmare only a coffin can wake me from.
i'm just
by *ChloroformBoy
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