*Feelings*
If I could boil them up
you would not treat me like a mope
they are nothing but a rude knock
my chest burns
my mind is fills with dope
I am scare
and
cant take it anymore
I am their puppet
for them I am a bird in the sky
who later crash downs
then tears conquer my eyes
This goes on and on
until I die
just like any bird in the world
i fly-i smile- i cry- i die-but my soul remains alive!
-FujoshiiPanda-kun
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PoetrySometimes I can only recall encrypted fragments of my hollow life and sometimes the present memories become nothing but scatter puzzles with a missing part I may never find. -Updates whenever my soul comes back- 04/03/2017 #688 in Poetry
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