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Lost by missingyou4ever, literature

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Lost

Laying upon the road life leaking from the gash Who was going to miss me? Does anyone truly care? Seems an eternity I laid there Pinned to the ground, yet there was no pain Awoke in a room of white beeps and bells going off how could anyone sleep here? where am I? Wires and cords connected most everywhere An old man approaches with a board of papers a smile forms seeing my eyes open "ah young lass I see you've decided to come back" I have no idea what he speaks about, but slowly last night returns The drive, the party, how happy everyone was except me. the rain was coming down hard the light suddenly so bright the feeling as the c

thank you by missingyou4ever, literature

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thank you

I never thought I could smile, until you. I never thought I could laugh, until you. I never thought I could be happy, until you. You are a ray of sunshine in my dark world, thank you Your antics and playful spirit encourage me, thank you You remind me of the good still left in this world, thank you Because of you, I tried again Because of you, I found love Because of you, I am happy

Red by missingyou4ever, literature

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Red

I hear the soft splash I see the red drop I feel numb I tried to hold on You pushed me to far The blade slid so smoothly a river of red on a pale white backdrop. Are you happy now? The trail of bright red leads to the finger Drip.. Drip... Drip... I watch my dreams fall to the floor I watch the love fleeing The splash's and drops are slowly stopping Eyes are losing their twinkle A soft smile is all that is left as the last drip falls one last word Sorry

Why?? by missingyou4ever, literature

The Cold by missingyou4ever, literature

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The Cold

Walking through woods so white, in a daze. How did I get here? Everything is brighter than the sun but all I see are fragments of us. How do I get out? Every step is hard I slip, I fall I get back up and I am right where I started. Why do I try? I see the trees shaking in the wind, yet I feel nothing, my limbs do not function I seem to be frozen. What did I do to deserve this? I feel the slow beat of my heart, the blood slowly courses through my heart like molasses. Who can save me? My eyes fight to stay open, sleep promises relief I am so cold why do I not accept the promise of freedom A snowflake passes through my vision remind

A Gift by missingyou4ever, literature

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A Gift

When you were young we always shared music We sang at home, We sang in the car, We sang at the store, I tried to give you the gift of music The gift of release in a haunting melody of a sad song The gift of freedom in a soothing lyric The gift of joy in an upbeat tune Now that your gone, all the music has gone out of tune With out your voice, the harmony cracked and has gone flat. Alone the lyrics, the tune, nothing appeals to me. I've lost my love I've lost my music I've lost the Gift.

Haunted by missingyou4ever, literature

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Haunted

Walking down the street every child I pass I see your face At the store I hear you calling but your not there Passing the Park I remember your Birthday Party The streamers in the tree the smile on your face Making Dinner alone I swear I feel you pressed against me to help In the shower, I see your shampoo the smell still lingers reminding me of your sweet innocent youth Going to bed I hear the giggles from the last bed time story Every day, my mind won't accept that your gone, there is no more tomorrows I'm haunted by the Love I have for you I'm haunted by the hope of seeing you again I'm haunted by the pain of losing

Tears by missingyou4ever, literature

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Tears

Will I cry forever? Every morning starts anew with fresh tears. I imagine you waking up, starting your day without me. I can see a new and wonderful day ahead for you, I see a day of pain for me. Every evening I wash away the tears of the day watching them disappear like the dreams I had for us. I have to learn everyday how to keep going with out you. I won't give up, someday you will miss me Someday you will want me I won't give up on us. Someday there is bound to be a drought. Not because I stopped loving you, But because there will be nothing left to cry for.

I miss by missingyou4ever, literature

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I miss

I miss Saturday morning cartoons Cold morning cuddles Reading stories and your laughter at my voices I just miss you I miss Birthday morning pancakes How you used to fight to help me cook Christmas morning joy and the excitment of the presents Picture day, dressing up, hair styled and a bit of makeup, you truly are princesses I just miss you I miss The smiles and twinkle in your eyes The pure happiness in your laughter The singing and dancing I miss.... I just miss you.

Home by missingyou4ever, literature

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Home

The night was so dark, yet all was bright. She could hear no one in the room but their mouths moved rapidly. She knew they talked, yet there was only silence. She walked around the room, no one looked her way. Was she really there? Was it a dream? She closed her eyes. Nothing changed. She looked harder, but saw nothing. She looked away, she saw all. She tried to ignore their mouths. Like the beginning of a storm, What was going on in here? A man in blue staring at her, Can he see her? She walks his way, He grins, steps closer. His eyes are full of stars She t

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Lost by missingyou4ever, literature

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thank you by missingyou4ever, literature

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Red by missingyou4ever, literature

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Why?? by missingyou4ever, literature

The Cold by missingyou4ever, literature

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The Cold

A Gift by missingyou4ever, literature

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A Gift

Haunted by missingyou4ever, literature

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Haunted

Tears by missingyou4ever, literature

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I miss by missingyou4ever, literature

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I miss

Home by missingyou4ever, literature

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Freedom is Never Free by SharrdriderofVulken, literature

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Freedom is Never Free

They tell me I'm free, but then they lock the gate The truth is a lie and it's lies that I hate My tears of sorrow mix with rain on the cold slate They tell my I'm wonderful, that I'm truly great Then they go and seal my fate! I feel so foolish, knowing I took the bait. Don't let them catch you You'll never escape Or if you think that you are They'll just lock that stupid gate -SharrdriderofVulken

Goodbye and Hello by SharrdriderofVulken, literature

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Goodbye and Hello

They tell me each goodbye means another hello But that means each hello brings another goodbye I know I should move on and give the future a try But I just can't accept that this is do or die The paths we walk branch off and we each chose our own We think we're in this together Until we end up alone They say all roads will cross at a certain place Like we're all threads in a spiderweb of woven lace I refuse to believe what cannot be proven true If we go our separate ways will I ever find you? Is that a risk worth taking? Or a huge mistake we're making? I hate hellos and I hate goodbyes Because when we say the last one I'm always

For a girl who writes a lot by ArtofDezzy, literature

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For a girl who writes a lot

For a girl who writes a lot and thinks to much For this girl I saw her everday she sat in the chair right next to me in English She had firey red hair and bright baby blue eyes she smiled once or twice but I knew she really wanted to cry she always wore this beautiful black sweater and never rolled up the sleeves she only said things like hi and ill be alright but one day just one day her sleeve was past her wrist and I was the one who saw the lines of red I looked at her and said I am going to hand you something I wrote her a note saying You are beautiful and needed so please just stop the hurt on your skin cause well so

Finally Lost Again by piefaceisthebest, literature

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Finally Lost Again

Finally, I am on my feet again, I feel free and alive, for the first time in a long while, I know where I stand, I don't have you on my mind, I am a better person, but although there is still a slight sadness, residing in my soul for your loss, I now know who I can be without you, and even though I truly, loved you, I know I can move on now without you, I shall walk alone, but that is ok, I'll just keep wondering and maybe I shall bump into someone else, until that day, I am happy you are gone.

Need by piefaceisthebest, literature

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Need

I don't expect a happy ending, or a fresh beginning, I don't want a new leaf, A peaceful sleep, A unconditional love, and all the soppy stuff, I don't expect you to smile, or call, or text, or acknowledge my existence. I don't really want to forget, or be fixed, What is it next? Because I just feel tricked. I don't need a happy ending, or a love worth defending, I don't need you, or us, I am done, through and through, I don't need to change, and although this seems strange, but I don't need it.

Burnt Back by piefaceisthebest, literature

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Burnt Back

I could beg on my bruised knee's for you back, But that doesn't sound very fun, I could apologise and try to fill the cracks, Beg you for your romance to come. But that doesn't sound very fun. For if I am burning, so will you, and if I am bleeding, so should you. Take my life, cut it out with that smiling knife, a blade for a blade, I warned you, you could have been saved. I could beg on my bruised knee's for you back, but why on Earth would I do that? You're a little pussy cat, and after all these years, I really don't want you back.

Painting by FlickeringCandle, literature

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Painting

I have bought paints in red and blues, in sunset orange and forest greens: brushes in a thousand sizes, thick, thin, and flat as stones. So watch now as I trace the paint, up and down my pale arms, covering up the cracks and creases formed as I wither away. See as I paint my cold, blue lips red, fill my dark, empty eyes with blue. I paste on smiles, skies of blue on what once was grey, laughter over the racking sobs, put the dot of white paint- the sparkle in my eyes- back, from when I lost it long lives ago. Learn to love the painted shell I make: so beautiful in broken form, perfect in its imperfection. And I will leave this case behind,

My Favorite Place by explodingcow12, literature

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My Favorite Place

Twilight hits In my favorite place The stars are in the sky I let go of my troubles They all go away My life no longer falls apart I drift away To my favorite place A place within my thoughts I no longer feel like giving up I finally feel alive And free to speak my mind Life is different In my favorite place I can dance and sing And be crazy and strange Without the world judging me I can definitely be myself I fall from a distance Leaving my favorite place I’m forced to go right back I try my best To stay in this place But then I wake up

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I found it my place by ArtofDezzy, literature

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Just a shadow of my former self, grasping at the straws of a life that I had, the love of the family that I lost.

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Eat Pray Love

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Glee

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missingyou4ever

Dec 26, 2013

Happy Holidays

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Sorry I have not been around much, I am attempting to rebuild my life and learn to cope with being wheel chair bound and re learning how to take care of myself.  I hope everyone had a great holiday and heres hoping to a happy new year as well!

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missingyou4ever

Dec 26, 2013

Happy Holidays

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missingyou4ever

Jul 30, 2013

Ghostly

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They say the Ghost-feeling will wear away eventually, but no matter how many times they poke I dont feel it, occasionally theres an itch on my foot. The drs say that is normal that my brain hasnt accepted that there is no longer a connection.  I'm so tired of the fake comments and fake well wishes. No i wont "get better soon" its medically impossible at this point!  Ive been moved basically to an old folks home because I am unable to live alone, and I have no family that I can turn to. I can't ask anyone to rearrange their lives to make room for me and my wheels. This is not how I want to "live" because im not living im just being.  Just a gh