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It hurts to see inverted smiles.
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Thrown Away
Thrown Away
Here I sit
Center stage of my life
I struggle to breathe
Nothingness surrounds me
I reconcile to persevere
To what end I do not know
For now I am alone
I am comforted by the flow of my own tears
Here they are again
Oh…this is not self-pity
This is the realization of abandonment
The finality of being cast aside
Thrown away like a candy wrapper
No longer needed once consumed
I'd rather be the candy
Then I would be "wanted" in the moment
Alas…I am merely me
Invisible
Non-essential
In their eyes
I refuse to give in
I will find someone that will affirm me
Will desire my company
Fill up space in my voi
Literature
We are the Broken
We hide in this shell, hoping that no beams of light will shine through, casting our shadows on the wall.
No one can know we are here. We are memories and dustbunnies that used to be known, but now we are the fragments of broken hearts and broken dreams that were tossed to the wind, disowned, and dismayed.
We are corpses of the lost children, wolves preparing to devour us at the slightest provocation.
We did not ask for this. This was thrusted upon us, a screaming child abandoned. And now this child is ours. We bear it's weight and needs, hiding it's flame from those who would rip it away, no matter how much it annoys or decieves us.
We lo
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I don't even know.
Well, I do, but I'm not sharing.
Well, I do, but I'm not sharing.
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