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You were always my first
First love
First kiss
First heartbreak
You were my everything...
Until I lost you
Until my heart shattered
Until you said you were over me...
I lost...
Hope
I lost...
Love
I lost...
You
You are...
My everything
My first
My last
...My lust
First love
First kiss
First heartbreak
You were my everything...
Until I lost you
Until my heart shattered
Until you said you were over me...
I lost...
Hope
I lost...
Love
I lost...
You
You are...
My everything
My first
My last
...My lust
Literature
It Gets Better
He didn't want to live. When I first met him, I didn't see that. Honestly, I couldn't see much beyond myself back then.
Aching from a recent break up and bitter from being on the other side of abuse, all I saw when I first looked at him was someone beautiful and someone I could help. Since my best friend was beyond my reach, I tried to reach out to him. At that time, I thought I was only helping him heal physically while he helped me emotionally.
A few weeks before we met, he had fallen from a fire escape. I remember how casually he told me about the fall, about the damage it had done to his body. The memory still haunts me, though I'll nev
Literature
I Want To Want It
I'm stuck
I don't know if I want out
But I want to want it.
I don't want to stop cutting
If I'm honest..
I Love the scars that are accumulating
I Love the way my limbs look
Completely covered in blood
Consumed by cuts big and small
But deep down inside
The pure me, the small piece left
wants to want to stop
I want to kill myself
So badly, It be so much easier
Just to silently stop breathing
I want it so bad I've tried
I want it like nothing else
But I don't want to want it
Deep down inside
Beneath the shiny, pink scar tissue
There is a little girl
That girl is silenced now
But she wants to be happy
She wants to live
Literature
Don't Give Up, It Gets Better
No one ever asked about the cuts on her arms
Hidden with long sleeves, people asked her if she was warm
She thought they didn't notice, that nobody cared
But with dark clothes and long sleeves, how could people not stare?
Days passed, then months and years,
All that time she held back the tears
So many cuts and so many scars
The pain that she felt took her too far
They covered her arms and covered her thighs
She prayed and said, "God just let me die."
Why would she throw away such a beautiful life?
She felt unloved and alone as she plunged with her knife.
One last time--she collapsed to the floor,
The pain and misery seeped to he
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God, I really love this one. Wonderful.