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[Gothic_Wolf]

Brocken
Beaten
Nothing left

Not a light of hope
Not a tear to shed
Not a piece left to break

It’s all gone
My spirit is dead
My life is over

[Gothic_Wolf]

My hands shake
As I hold this knife
That touches my neck

I cry
I shout
Blaming you
For screwing me up
Breaking me

I’m too weak
I don’t wanna be hurt again
Not any more

I slowly move the blade
Dig in deep
Running out of air to breath
Running out of blood to live

They rush this pale body to the emergency room
But it’s too late
She's all ready gone
Now a lifeless corpse

[mandalorian]

My little pony Might be Childish
But Lots of Teens really enjoy it
My favourite Character Was Derpy Hooves
I screamed and shouted for her
When they took her away I cried
And i sang a lulliby
I miss the real derpy Hooves
Why Hasbro? Why dont you?

[Gothic_Wolf]

I was beaten
Not so long ago
I was broken
because of them

So we moved
I changed places
I wasn't a dick
I wasn't helpless
I was me

I smiled again
Started to heal
I'm opening up
I have emotions

It's truley the place to be
It's perfect
Too perfect
Am I dead
Did they kill me
The ones who brock me

[Gothic_Wolf]

They’re watching
They have cameras around
Watching all the things you do
They see you sleep
They see your faults
All the crazy things you do
Especially when you’re alone

They have mics listening to you
All the things you say
Even the whispers
So hush
They’ll never know what you think

Ever word you write
They can see
Everything you type
Every button you press
Every key on a computer
They know
They’ll see
Ever site you go on
They’ll know

If you feel you being followed
You most likely are
They hide in the shadows
Every time there’s a presence behind you
It’s them.....watching
Even though you look behind you
And there’s no one there
They’re still there
Watching

[sarcasteil]

One mother hen sat on 4 little eggs
Keeping them warm in her little egg nest
Then one day she heard a crack
And a little voice said as the egg was hatched:

I'm... a... Spring chicken
I'm yellow and small
My feathers are fluffy and they're keeping me warm
My legs are small, so I'll never be tall
But I'm a real Spring Chicken and I'm having a ball
(Chicken I'm a Chicken and I'm havin' a ball)

One mother hen sat on 3 little eggs
Keeping them warm in her little egg nest
Then one day she fell asleep
And a little voice said, in a whispered tweet:

I'm... a... Spring chicken
I'm yellow and small
My feathers are fluffy and they're keeping me warm
My legs are small, so I'll never be tall
But I'm a real Spring Chicken and I'm having a ball
(Chicken I'm a Chicken and I'm havin' a ball)

One mother hen sat on 2 little eggs
Keeping them warm in her little egg nest
Then one day she moved about
And a little voice said, as the chick popped out:

I'm... a... Spring chicken
I'm yellow and small
My feathers are fluffy and they're keeping me warm
My legs are small, so I'll never be tall
But I'm a real Spring Chicken and I'm having a ball
(Chicken I'm a Chicken and I'm havin' a ball)

One mother hen sat on 1 little egg
Keeping them warm in her little egg nest
Then one day she gave a sigh
And a little voice said "SURPRISE! SURPRISE!"

I'm... a... Spring chicken
I'm yellow and small
My feathers are fluffy and they keep me warm
My legs are small, so I'll never be tall
But I'm a real Spring Chicken and I'm having a ball
(Chicken I'm a Chicken and I'm havin' a ball)

[Mz. Hyde]

The silence, my angel
Through curtains of darkness
You need not hear
The awful things they say
They're scheming, and plotting against you
Every second of every day

He wanted to hold you
Possessive
Touching, hugging, whispering
Too close for comfort

Cries in the darkness, my angel
Your cries were all in vain
He adored your screams
He fought to feel more of your pain

The silence is golden,
My angel

Enjoy it while it lasts

X

[goldh31]

This is a tribute to everyone who died in the Hunger Games trilogy.

The Hunger Games

People cry,
Children die,
sorrow everywhere.

Without a choice,
without a voice,
with no one do they share.

A cruel world,
breaks them down,
tears them to the bone.

Taking them forever
from a peaceful quiet home.

Blood, betrayal, murder,
much outstrips their years.

The poor sweet young children,
forced to face their fears.

All alone, forsaken,
no one hears them cry.

And at the each other’s hands,
They are meant to die.

And for the winner,
who out survives them all.

There is only sorrow,
a pit in which to fall.

For they have taken lives,
of people that they know.

Forced into adulthood,
before they're meant to go.

And with a parting phrase,
the trumpets start to blow.

The bloodbath begins,
each soul on their own.

"May the odds ever be in your favor."
is the last remark.

Ever heard for some of them,
and they know it in their heart.

The hunger,
the hunger,
The crying and fear.

All begins now,
because the Hunger Games are here.

[FuzzyAlpacasWa2Here]

((Hello Everyone this Is a poem that I wrote for My Language Arts Class))

Ginger,
Why did you leave me?
You were the best dog.
Ginger,
Why did you leave me?
You always were so good to me.
I had looked for days, weeks months, too.
I saw you in The Street,
Your orange coat and The cars.
I ran out to Get You.
But, Then I realized it was too late.
You lay dead in the street.
Orange, White, and Red
That Truck had shown NO Mercy.
My days of searching were over but they ended in the worst ways.

[Moon's Blood]

You bring light to this dark world,
But you won't stay here.
The world I call home.

I want nothing more than for you to know me,
But you refuse to know
The person I call myself.

You act like I am not there,
But still you see me.
The body I call mine.

I just want you to know my love for you,
But you won't try to understand
The heart I call broken