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Tanka a scream in the night, dreams with mighty fright of hate and anger. no soul for comfort, tears roll down her face as she cry's her self to sleep.

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haiku beautiful yet wild. graceful with light, crazy with life fire has its mind. haiku slender, tall, twisted whispers in the windy nights a mapple trees voice.

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Diamente light bright,glow burns, sight, flows soft, shine, cold, fear sleep, shame darkness diamente ocean calm, whispering rushing against the shore beautifull, gracefull, violent, raging creative, heavily seawater

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Down fall His eyes burn bright like an uncontrollable fire. He sits within the dark staring inside your mind, smilng at you the whole time with a chuckle under his smokey breath. The laugh vibrates threw your entire body. This is not the first time this fiery creater has come to visit you. A nd he comes to play one of his unberable games which he has won once again.By then you bgegin your down fall.As you sleep he climbs in to your heart and soul prancing around while screwing with your dreams that soon wake you in a deep sweat. Feeling like your in a boiler room, within a few minutes your mind becomes his canvas to put on what ever he want's on and in it. Voices begin to speake to you driving you into a pitch black pit ending you no wear. you slip into a deep sleep and your down fall never ends. When the creature is done you are a lifless soul torn to pieces. A nd when he leaves you in peace and sanctuary at last, you find that you cant move, hear, think, or see,but thats because your dead.your heart could not hold on, and your mind became blank.body unsure of what to do decided to simply shut down. You thought you could handle your demons but we all found out you could not and you slipped away. We found out by watching you, you found out by dying, was it worth it?

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Almost overdose This sudden feeling of grave pain falls into my lap. A black sticky spider web is thrown over me, and an icy chill twist inside my body. My eyes become heavy and harder to open every time I try to blink. They begin to burn as I open and close them. While I lean back my heart races at an explosive rate with an out of beat tone. My body begins to shiver with intense waves of heat rushing threw out me. It feels like i'm lying in a pit of burning coals and spitting fire, but at the same time I freeze. My blood thickens inside my vein's as it begins to stop.My feet burn with a pounding pain rushing threw them with every last heart beat I can feel. It felt like frost bite clinges on to the tips of each and every fingure i have. The room begins to flow in waves of an upsetting motion making faces appear on the bitter walls. They stare and glare at me like they enjoy watching my pain grow. I try to stand up and run but a rush of ringing pain and blackness falls over me,my mind goes blank,i turn completly numb. my fingures wont move, my legs are frozen to the ground, I cant move. and a dark blankness takes over my mind for a while. A stinging sensation overcomes my body, warm numbness flows threw my vein's once again.and my senses come back.mY brain still fuzzy, my eyes still hurt. I thought shurly this time I would be dead. But once again I breath with ease.

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Blank walls His eyes are like burning coals that never go out. He sits and stares with a smirk on his face. Within my heart his laughter flows; flows threw every vain and drip of blood running in my body. He knows he has won once again. And right then and there i begin to slip. I eat, breath, walk, and talk with this painfull evil. And when i sleep he fallows me in my dreams, prancing on my sweet thoughts shattering every inch of sanity. On my wall I see his demons setting in, ready to do what they do best. All the snickering, starring, and strange little voices would soon drive me insane. It soon sends me into a tiny black hole with tunnels of streaming light flowing with such a deep red glow. And when he is finished with his work, when he has completly taken my body and soul, that is when he drops you leaving nothing to grab and pull your self up with. You have nothing left , so he gose and finds another unprotected soul that he can torture for days, weeks, months, even years. Now i lay on a white bed with walls surrounding me with no patterns, no color, no life to them. Just blank completly blank. So I leave you with this, if you ever fall or slip and your hanging on by your finger tips dont let go. Hang on because a life with pain and sarrow is better than a life with blank walls and no feeling at all. dont give in to the easy things.

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candles flame A flicker of flame blows from a sweet scented candle while it burns out by being smothered with blood. She sleeps for a while surprisingly with a smile. Half alive half deceased. But she crys in her little mind with greif.. Trees in her world are dead and roses are black as coal. and the only bright thing she had was the candle. But as i said before it was smothered by her blood. half happy half sad , but she is glad that she is no longer spied upon.

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rant life was going to fast spun me round like an aircraft, jeted from here to ther never bieng able to stop; so I exploded. now I'm finding my self piece by piece, but my sanity I could not keep. so in the end life is to fast slow down and look at what has past.

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Time, we chase it, want more of it, always cravying for one more minute , its like being in a time worp on fast forward. we chase after it because we are affraid that someday we may not have it. The gift of sight, we charish it, be greatfull for it, some are not as lucky to enjoy the power of sight. We read everything from words to eyes with our sight , we would be lost without our sight . Smells, smells are wanderfull . If we couldn't smell we couldn't emagine, and if we can't emagine we are not alive, so be greatfull and thankfull for all of what we have.

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feel the silence ahh, the silence. I lay in rest finally. No screams, no tears, no pain, it all drifted away with my body. I lie deep beneath the rocks, dirt, grass, and snow, betwean the layers of mother earths crust.The fealing of silence is so great. I no longer feel the worlds angziety, it all drifts away with the sarrow, away with the uncertinty, it is great to feel the silence. I cannot see, i cannot speak, i cannot hear, but i can feel the silence and it is the most peacefull thing i have found and now i can sleep.
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