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Dear victims (please read),
Sometimes they just don’t believe
That what they’re doing to you
Could leave scars beneath your sleeve
A wound within your heart
A broken dream upon your mind
A tear fallen out of innocent eyes
A tragedy on rewind.
But, please don’t give up on this…
This battle fought inside
This war where you are left tied up
While they shoot you with lies.
Please, you know they’re the ones
That will never make it through
The reality of this world,
By hurting people like you.
Please, don’t give up,
Just keep fighting this battle within
And remember, while you may be the victim…
The victim always wins.
Sometimes they just don’t believe
That what they’re doing to you
Could leave scars beneath your sleeve
A wound within your heart
A broken dream upon your mind
A tear fallen out of innocent eyes
A tragedy on rewind.
But, please don’t give up on this…
This battle fought inside
This war where you are left tied up
While they shoot you with lies.
Please, you know they’re the ones
That will never make it through
The reality of this world,
By hurting people like you.
Please, don’t give up,
Just keep fighting this battle within
And remember, while you may be the victim…
The victim always wins.
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You've suffered enough...
My dearest child, do not weep, for I am here to wipe your tears away. Come, let us be free of these blankets; let us walk from these dim halls.
There lies what once was your body, fevered and eaten by disease. Your lips are cracked and bleeding, your arms are both thin and sallow. Do not fear them now, for they are long passed.
Come away now, for we must say your final goodbyes. Here to the mother and father that came to your bedside each day. Here to the brother, who shall honour your name. Do not be jealous of them, my dearest child. For you are simply moving ahead; you have not fallen behind.
“But why, why does it hur
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R.I.P.
Did anyone notice that she winced if you raised your arm?
Did anyone notice that her eyes were wide with alarm?
Did anyone notice that she never looked you in the eye?
Did anyone notice that her voice was but a sigh?
Did anyone notice that her skin was always bruised?
Did anyone question whether she might be abused?
Did anyone question why she walked in obvious fear?
Did anyone question why one day she did not appear?
Did anyone recognize her face on the six-o’clock news?
Did anyone see her remains pulled from the river refuse?
Did anyone care that this quiet girl no longer exists?
No. No one did. And she will never even be missed.
R.I
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Green Ink
She writes with green ink
eternal scrawls upon the page.
She wrote with green ink,
because it was the color of his eyes,
and the pond in the park,
and the seats on the bus,
and the grass outside,
and rose stems.
She wrote with green ink
even when her boss yelled
and the teacher screamed
and nothing worked out.
Because green was her favorite
and it was his favorite as well
even when he was sick while
his skin was green.
He still loved the color green
when the dirt fell down
when he didn’t recover,
the grass that bloomed
was the most angelic jade.
And she still wrote in green ink
because it was the color of the grass,
and his favori
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If you guys are wondering what i meant by "a victim always wins"...
I meant that, in fairytales and things like that, the people who are victims of the bad guys (i feel childish saying that, but y'know, whatever haha) always win.
Does that make sense? I dunno. I'm sorry if it doesn't D:
DEAR VICTIMS.
NEVER think you are less than anyone. NEVER hate who you are, what you look like, and NEVER give up.
YOU. ARE. WORTH. EVERYTHING. <3
I love you guys.
check out my facebook for more poetry, for photos, to give me poetry ideas, just to chat, and so on! [link]
I meant that, in fairytales and things like that, the people who are victims of the bad guys (i feel childish saying that, but y'know, whatever haha) always win.
Does that make sense? I dunno. I'm sorry if it doesn't D:
DEAR VICTIMS.
NEVER think you are less than anyone. NEVER hate who you are, what you look like, and NEVER give up.
YOU. ARE. WORTH. EVERYTHING. <3
I love you guys.
check out my facebook for more poetry, for photos, to give me poetry ideas, just to chat, and so on! [link]
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very true