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UnTitled poem Emptiness has fallen upon her. Her soul torn and broken. Her heart sheared shattered pieces of dust, just a reflection of what was once there.UnTitled poem by ~LycansReflection
She lives in an eternal shadow of chaos. Never ending despair. Rugged and torn. Left weary and strained. Loneliness has never subsided, she walks amongst the living a hollow shell. Not a one stand still to gaze at what was once created.
An emotionless glare, not detected by passer Byers. Looking pass her soulless eyes. Locked away by betrayal. harvested by outsiders. Her soul lost forever.
Drones of society washed her away. Taking what life she had. Purging her life force to its core. She lives in
Almost Human Emotions Almost Human emotionsAlmost Human Emotions by ~LycansReflection
Originally written: May 3, 2005
All the anger I've captured inside is slowly disappearing from within me.
My hurt and pain is slowly disintegrating.
To be an everlasting memory from my past.
There as a reminder of who I once was and never wish to be again.
Hoping I'll never have to visit that horrible country again.
I'm trying to over come my defeats as well as my horrendous insecurities.
I've never truly allowed my prude of a family to know the appearance of my damaged soul.
Even though I'm still experiencing the same repetitive days.
Expressing myself honestly isn't a reality I'm able to experience, n
Alone AloneAlone by ~LycansReflection
Today is a day of unlearned paths. Bartered away the old to be left with the new.
Sent away the familiar to welcome the untold.
Gradually I unravel what I don't understand.
It is an unmistakable trap that I must unfold over the years.
Confusing, yet Knowledgeable.
I've seen things before.
I've heard the sounds as time has passed.
All this is Mistakenly familiar.
It churns my stomach to attempt to unravel it's mysteries.
Seeking new days to change the worn paths I've traveled for years blind.
Attempting to let go the undesirable past.
While wanting to hoarder the imaginable future.
Cursing the names of the ones who torment
Sta.sh
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