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by Diylion

I love the pose that you have chosen for this particular piece. I also love the fact that it looks like a painting rather than a precis...

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Literature
Monday thru Wednesday
I.
I fill my cup with Sarcosine,
and mix it with the Cytosine.
I take the taste of you away,
with a side of Amitriptyline.
I walk outside my door,
and head over to the store.
Cigarettes and some regrets,
take me to the shore.
Cup of coffee in my hand,
I watch the world I cannot stand.
II.  
I walk my way across the shore,
to wash away my thoughts once more.
Xanex bars to hide the fact,
I wasn’t made to smile like that.
Svedka calls my name,
as I fill my glass again.
I roll a blunt to help me sleep,
I never wanted to be awake.
As I waste another day,
in a very special way.
I like to think this life was good,
God, take me someplace safe.
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Literature
Fold
What do you want me to say,
As I watch your memory fade.
With a fifth to split between each pack -my mind in a faraway place.
My eyes they, reflect like glass, as I sit here with my past.
I haven't time for conscious thought,
So don't bother to even ask.
What I think or where I am,
why I won't or think I can't.
It doesn't matter where I am,
So, please, just leave me as I am.
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Literature
2017.04.07
"Don't let your fear control you." You whisper behind closed doors.
An expectation that you, yourself wouldn't dare fight for.
How can you expect something, that you yourself would not give?
How can you tell a total stranger to live a life that you would never live?
Is it because you think I'm strong, because darling those observers never did.
Don't you see your own potential to live the life I'm burdened with?
Why would tell me to destroy myself, for those that left me dead?
Why would you leave me alone at night with those words scorched in my head.
Can't you see that I'm doing my best to live a life you have never lived?
Why do people always expect things from people that they themselves would never give?
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Literature
Enough
Don't tell me to keep trying.
Don't tell me that it will look up.
I'm tired of being lied to.
Just let me give up.
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Literature
This isn't Easy
People always want what they cannot have. And yet, they wonder why the world's so sad.
You can't find peace in the price you paid. You look for a solution in the scars you raised.
It's not going to be today, and it won't be tomorrow. But, please find gratitude in the path you follow.
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Literature
Exhumation
I.
There was something that corrosive.
That intolerant.
That ignorant.
That chaotic.
That drew me to your aftermath.
Something.
Somewhere.
Told me not to.
But oh, how I was drawn to you.
II.
I couldn't escape. I didn't want to.
That time.
That moment.
That place.
When you too, saw something worth holding onto.
III.
I was consumed.
Exhumed.
Forced to resume.
Daily life.
A simple shell.
Forged in hell.
To give you something worth loving -
even if it was yourself.
IV.
I will never stop living - even if it's spent waiting.
For a moment.
Words spoken.
Or silence.
The memory is what I crave.
One day.
I will forget.
But I'm not ready.
No, not yet.
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Literature
Rocky Mountain Fever
There is a sweet addiction,
to the sound of precision.
A weapon is the heart -
shot right through.
With words I will not utter,
His silence begging me to.
Listen to the hammer hit -
A cocked and loaded gun.
Dead is the man,
Whose heart I could not love.
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Literature
2017/02/14
When you're born inside a lie,
How does one find time to try.
To live a life not meant for them,
Without trying to take their life?
When the nights have left you cold,
And you don't trust a single soul.
Why would you waste the time to play, when you would really rather fold.
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Literature
Worthy
I want you in my arms,
So that I can trace the scars,
That are adorned all over your body.
I want to take the time,
To memorize each line.
Simply to remind you that you are fine.
A battle worn body,
With a glorious heart,
That no mortal dare disregard.
Smile for me, and as I sit listening,
To each heart wrenching story.
(You are worthy...)
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Literature
Keep Breathing
I.
Turn it around and flip it upside down.
Cover my ears so I can't hear the sound.
Close my eyes, and make me blind.
Let me listen to the tears you cry.
Call me weak so that you can be strong.
Listen to the meaning behind this song.
II.
Turn it around and flip it upside down.
I tried so hard to choke it down.
Close my eyes and make me blind,
Save me from such a horrific sight.
Call me strong because you think you're weak, make me a slave to your suffering.
III.
Turn it around and flip it upside down.
Look at the world, how it has come unbound.
A sacrifice without meaning except to those screaming. A life isn't a life when your heart stopped beating.
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Literature
Hate Me
I swallowed the flames they gave to me,
I sold my soul to set you free.
I destroyed myself to save the things I hate. That look of disgust I bled to create.  
Now your safe - a haven away.
From the darkness I bore,
To help you escape.
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Literature
The Good Dye Young
Laid to rest are the dreams I keep, dead are the words that kept me breathing.
Barely a whisper, muttered above a chaotic scene, you lean close and whisper horrific things.
Barely audible, I murmur a reply, "I will never forget the pain you have chosen to hide."
The look on your face, I refuse to erase. Simply for the realization that you weren't lost in the haze.
I coughed up what was left - branded with false love. I choked on the heart you left in the mud.
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Literature
Blasphemy
There's a time and a place,
For the demons I face.
Somewhere between twilight,
and the memories I've saved.
A blade is a blade, that whispers savory things.  X marks the spot for the secrets I keep.
Exposed to the air I hear them scream. I scream at the ground where the red lay dying.
"Nobody cares."
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Literature
Still Not Listening
I almost died again last night.
But, I guess in the morning, you’ll find out why.
I’m haunted by the things I don’t want to think.
I’m not the type to sit here and speak.
To you, and lay out all of my problems,
with the expectation that you can come here and solve them.
I don’t do it for me, I do it for you.
I enjoy your presence enough not to scare you.  
Away from my life and the space that I crave.
I’m telling you to go, when I want you to stay.
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I.

I fill my cup with Sarcosine,
and mix it with the Cytosine.

I take the taste of you away,
with a side of Amitriptyline.

I walk outside my door,
and head over to the store.

Cigarettes and some regrets,
take me to the shore.

Cup of coffee in my hand,
I watch the world I cannot stand.

II.  

I walk my way across the shore,
to wash away my thoughts once more.

Xanex bars to hide the fact,
I wasn’t made to smile like that.

Svedka calls my name,
as I fill my glass again.

I roll a blunt to help me sleep,
I never wanted to be awake.

As I waste another day,
in a very special way.

I like to think this life was good,
God, take me someplace safe.
Monday thru Wednesday
Another W.I.P. Welcome to my weekend basically. Judge if you want to. idgaf. 

Happy reading. 
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What do you want me to say,
As I watch your memory fade.

With a fifth to split between each pack -my mind in a faraway place.

My eyes they, reflect like glass, as I sit here with my past.

I haven't time for conscious thought,
So don't bother to even ask.

What I think or where I am,
why I won't or think I can't.

It doesn't matter where I am,
So, please, just leave me as I am.
"Don't let your fear control you." You whisper behind closed doors.

An expectation that you, yourself wouldn't dare fight for.

How can you expect something, that you yourself would not give?

How can you tell a total stranger to live a life that you would never live?

Is it because you think I'm strong, because darling those observers never did.

Don't you see your own potential to live the life I'm burdened with?

Why would tell me to destroy myself, for those that left me dead?

Why would you leave me alone at night with those words scorched in my head.

Can't you see that I'm doing my best to live a life you have never lived?

Why do people always expect things from people that they themselves would never give?
2017.04.07
Work in progress which is why it's a little rough. Just thought I'd post it since I haven't posted anything in a minute. Have fun.
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Don't tell me to keep trying.
Don't tell me that it will look up.
I'm tired of being lied to.
Just let me give up.

One of these days, I am going to escape.

Like warm air caught in a winter day. 

I am going to fade.


Slipping through the cracks - 

I will be free. 

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TheBloodWriter Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2017  Student Writer
thank you kindly for the watch, I really appreciated it :hug:
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You're welcome. ^^ 
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ArwynRie Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I appreciate the watch!
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You're welcome. :)
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Ahhhh Thank you so much for the fave and the watch!! I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart❤❤❤
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You're welcome. :3
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Thank You (16) by daniya-ART   :blowkiss: revamp by x-Sassy-x  
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You're welcome. ^^
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Thank you for adding Someone Questioned FB Timeline Image to your Favorites! Sorry this took so long to get back to you.

Have a great day!
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You're all good. Thank you so much for the post. It's amazing.
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