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Forgotten hope by Elerow, literature

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Forgotten hope

Don't forget all the things we went through Just remember that I still love you Time will heal all these fresh open wounds Or at least that's what they say Do you remember, when we met? How could I forget If I could, you know I'd go back in time To where it all went wrong Fix the cracks that were beginning to form Before our hearts were torn Everything will be okay, we'll both find a way A way for us to heal, a way for us to deal Deal with the choices that we've made Hoping these scars will (one day)fade Everyone says, time heals all But I don't believe them, no, not at all Why don't they know, that I'm not alright I didn't think life, w

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Wash the pain away by Elerow, literature

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Wash the pain away

She held the blade to her wrist and took a deep breath in A sharp sigh escaped her lips as blood flowed into the sink. The smell of metal mixed with blood made her want to vomit Once again she held the blade hard against her skin. One two three four five. long deep cuts down her arm. The blood did not hesitate to leave her body with haste She looked down at her arm but did not try to stop the bleeding. Instead she quickened it by placing it under hot running water Instantly her arm stung as the water took on a red hue With her eyes wide open she began to wash out the wounds. Soap and water was all she ever used. All she ever needed.

Persona by Elerow, literature

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Persona

Saying the words is simply not enough To write them down doesn't suffice Acting the part just won't do it To live it is the most effective yet the most difficult way to make it mean something Going through the motions, putting on a mask Hiding the true emotions pulsing through those hate filled veins. This is how it has to be. What ever happened to the good ol' days? Did such days even exist? So elusive, always slipping your grasp. Gone. Just. Like. That. Smoke, a wisp, gone. Slipping right through your hands. This is how it has to be.

Signs by Elerow, literature

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Signs

Everything happens for a reason. Right? But how can there be a reason that justifies something that is only meant to hurt? The human body is surprisingly strong. Strong-willed as well as strong in the physical sense. We can withstand a lot. There is a time that, although we think that we can handle something, it just becomes too much for us. Forced to do things that push us past our limits. Fear overwhelms the body. Freezes everything. Emotions, thoughts, movement. The worst possible feeling is not being able to fight back when you know you want to with everything that you have. Knowing what you want to do but not having the ab

Isolated by Elerow, literature

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Isolated

I feel like crying right now but no tears will come out The memory of him is too much for me to handle He wants nothing to do with me Pretend nothing ever happened Like during those 3 years 'we' never existed Why? I don't know why this still affects me. But it does. so much more then I want it to. I can't. This is much more then I can take I can feel it..It won't be long now till I break. My grip is fading I'm slipping away Nobody is listening I cannot stay Stay here where I'm completely alone Nobody around me, I'm so far from home Please Lord help me find a way To you each night I always pray I need you here with me Where h

Get rid of the arts? by Elerow, literature

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Get rid of the arts?

Get rid of the arts? An impossible act Unfathomable to us, the artists Writers and painters, dancers and singers Artists of all forms We are like a family, or maybe a better word for us is Culture You can't rid life of art Unless you rid it of its artists Try as you might, but it might just cause another Civil War. We are like everyone else Human still Just more creative What's to say We are less productive, successful, important Aren't we just as if not more? We, everybody, touch people in different ways A doctor heals, a lawyer defends, a policeman protects, Just the same, an artist inspires, a musician brings people together, a writer inf

As time goes by by Elerow, literature

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As time goes by

You don't know what I've been told With every year that I grow old[er] Than what I've been before What is it you're looking for? You don't know the way I feel With all the things I have to deal Making sure I make it through All the while thinking of you You don't know what I've become When all this stuff is said and done You don't know the way I feel How hard it is for me to deal Maybe when I start to heal I'll see that you are very real Maybe things will be alright I really just don't want to fight When you go there's no turning back I love you and that's a fact Everything will be okay All I ask is that you stay As time goes by I start

Misery by Elerow, literature

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Misery

Her alarm goes off sending her dream into a panic. It's time to get up, time to stop pretending things are alright. Get back to reality, back to what you know has to come. Slamming her hand on the thing which causes her to distress, the noise stops. "I'm up I'm up" she hisses as she moves from the bed to her dresser. Everything is exactly how she left it last night, not a thing out of place. Her movements are slow and precise. Taking every choice into consideration every time... "Time to start a new day I suppose" she whispers it to nobody. Nobody is there, just like always. The creak of the staircase fills her body with an

Misery continues by Elerow, literature

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Misery continues

They pass through a dark alley way now; they've been walking for longer than she thought. "Where are we going?" she whispers half to herself half to nobody. Her question is answered by nobody; which is most always the case. "Well?" she now asks to that being which she resentfully followed in the first place. No replay comes her way but as they continue walking they are met by a tall man who was a part of both their pasts. The man has a bigger than usual frame and very pronounced features with jet black hair styled in his typical French braid that went to his mid back. Well well well, who do we have here? It's been quite a wh

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Request - Fear and Hope by SelahNox, literature

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Request - Fear and Hope

Fears, they come in many forms Casting a shadow on the brightest stars Like a thief or storm in the darkest night Fear works for the devil's plight But still one candle shines this night So bright that even mighty winds succumb to light Knowledge that the morning's coming For darkness is something that can be out shined The devil's reign can't last for ever Hope is knowing He is coming And when He comes we shall fear no more For the storm is ever mighty We, by faith, know He is stronger

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Afraid by Elerow, literature

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Afraid

I fear friendship as some fear death, It makes me afraid when I feel it so near. You have it so easy.... You're caring and kind You're nothing like me, not a freak who has lost her mind. You don't get upset You don't lose your temper, You don't give in to temptation You don't live a lie. I do not deserve this your love and your kindness, I can no longer allow myself to need you. You deserve better then what I can offer Of that I am certain But I control how you feel The rest is up to you. If you choose me You choose a life of patience and healing A slow life A difficult path But, if you do not choose a life with me t