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What happens
When your past creeps up on
You
When you're so lost
And you don't know where to
Hide
You don't know
To run
Or stay
To mend the past
Or
Leave it shattered
What happens
When you chose to follow
The past
To replace the would be's
With the already's
To re-write your future
Using your past
What happens
When you chose to only see
The good
From all the bad
That happened to you
When you only remember the
Smiles
And not the fists
What happens
When you go back to
Recession
To drugs
To alcohol
And cutting
Where will your happiness
Be
That you worked so hard for
Strived to reach
Where will it be
Will it be on the bottom of the
Bottle
Will it be hidden
Within that last
Pill
Is it lost
Somewhere beneath your
Skin
Bleeding out
To find the happiness
You once knew
You once
Gave up
Where will it be
When your past creeps up on
You
When you're so lost
And you don't know where to
Hide
You don't know
To run
Or stay
To mend the past
Or
Leave it shattered
What happens
When you chose to follow
The past
To replace the would be's
With the already's
To re-write your future
Using your past
What happens
When you chose to only see
The good
From all the bad
That happened to you
When you only remember the
Smiles
And not the fists
What happens
When you go back to
Recession
To drugs
To alcohol
And cutting
Where will your happiness
Be
That you worked so hard for
Strived to reach
Where will it be
Will it be on the bottom of the
Bottle
Will it be hidden
Within that last
Pill
Is it lost
Somewhere beneath your
Skin
Bleeding out
To find the happiness
You once knew
You once
Gave up
Where will it be
Because . I am
My whole life I've been told that there's something wrong with me.
In first grade my teacher yelled at me because • I couldn't sit still.
Because I was playing with something off the floor.
In second grade • I was shy.
Because I didn't know what to say around kids anymore.
In third grade • I "had rabies".
Because I bit a kid for making my best friend cry.
Fourth, • I was a bully.
For telling a girl who used to follow me literally everywhere, to leave me alone.
By fifth grade • I was abusive.
Because I had two friends who were jealous of my best friend.
Sixth grade • I was disgusting.
Because I accidentally threw up on the cl
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Rotting Perfection
She walks
Perfect
Flawless
Beloved by all
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
Nice body
She is beautiful
But she's dead
Rotting deep
Inside
The smell of decay
Nobody notice's
Nobody see's
Her hollow
Eyes
What goes on inside
She drives the blade into her skin
It barley scratches
She doesn't bleed
She swallows a bottle of pills
Nothing happens
She has no release
You can't kill
What's already
Dead
Her eyes
She's turning
A monster
Her only humanity
Her anger
Her rage
The plastic skin
Stretched across her
Flesh
Nobody see's
What goes on
Inside
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This is really good