i wrote it a couple seconds ago and gave it a short revise but it still might be kind of... rough. just thought i'd give it a try. some rhymes might be forced but... well im rambling now. you can read it and see for yourself
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My spirit dwells in fantasy,
a taboo between painful reality,
and blissful nothingness
I've become an irreversable mess.
Tears trickle behind unseeing eyes,
torn apart by all their lies,
dangling by a heartstring,
groping for relief.
The fissure in my heart
has forced the halves apart,
one for mom and one for dad
I've lost all hope that I once had.
Shining eyes of childhood,
carefree in every mood,
have turned to cold hard stone
where emotion is not shown.
Could there be a cure?
Of this I am unsure,
an antidote for love gone wrong;
I haven't hoped in so long.
I can't trust myself,
my life's a bloodstained knife on a dusty shelf.
Should I pick it up in hope?
Would it stab again? I couldn't cope.
I'm still flickering between reality and nothingness,
still a teary, bloodstained mess,
still suspended in taboo,
I have no idea what to do.
I have to choose,
but how can I?
when choice is what destroyed my life.
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ok if its horrible dont kill me i tried
