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"Tears Of Anger" My tears are being shed for the deception that I have uncovered This lie that I once held so close to my heart has been shoved into the light Fueling the festering rage and frustrations that are filled with gnawing questions How am I supposed to believe in something that has failed me multiple times Telling me lies instead of the honest truth just to keep me salivating for more? Now I can't say anything about the past filled with regret and blind faith Without being accused o...

"Pure Darkness" Look into my eyes and tell me that I'm okay, that this is all a dream And someday soon this deep pit inside my chest will go away for good Tell me I belong in a warm, safe and loving home filled with joy Instead of tears and bloody scratches alive with the infection of sin Hold my hand and squeeze it tightly as you wipe away the sweat For I don't know where my home is or what I have become now Hold onto me close and never let me go, not even for a faltering second My depressio...

"Succumbing To A Stranger's Kiss" I stare at her from afar with one thought in mind: she probably tastes really good. The only thing that’s holding me back from walking over to her and inviting her to my apartment is that I have I no idea what her sexual orientation might be. She keeps talking to men with a blush on her face. My eyes stare at the floor dismally. “What’s wrong?” A familiar voice pipes up behind me. “Are you okay?” I turn around and smile when I lay my eyes on Rob. He’s a good ...

"Silent Tears" It's been awhile since Kara passed away. A year used to pass me by so quickly before when she was here with me, but now I can barely function when the anniversary of her death comes around. It's just been so hard on me because she and I were more than sisters; we held a bond that was deeper and more meaningful in several ways. For one, we never criticized each other when one of us made a mistake and felt shame for it. Everyone else around us would pick at our shell, hoping to f...

I walked into the train right on time. As soon as I stepped in, the doors behind me closed shut. I awkwardly made my way down the aisle, searching for an unoccupied seat. Some people were sleeping, others were talking, others reading. So far all the seats were taken. I started to get annoyed. Finally, however, I noticed that there was an empty one in the back. A young man was sitting next to the window, eyes glued to the scenery outside. He seemed to be murmuring something very fast and low....