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Grunge poems by vandalism___
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Hi. My name is ariana & i write poems.
Tumblr Grunge quotes by ChampagnePapix
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Some grunge quotes, I found on tumblr ✖️ Warning: A bunch of grunge shit ❌ Plz can you vote and comment it would mean a lot xx
Grunge Poems and Quotes by softgrungeyunicorn
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Just a collection of Random Grunge Poems and Quotes
suicide note (#wattys2015) by all-about-angels
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❝Suicide (Latin suicidium, from sui caedere, "to kill oneself") is the act of intentionally causing one's own death. ❞ Cover by @_serenay
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅? | ✅  by rescuingraven
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You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
Sad poems by a sad girl by moosepotatoe
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These are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that haunts your living moments, the crippling feeling of your heart breaking. The mocking taunts that ring in your ears, the chocked sobs stuck in your throat. The feeling of your anger fuelling your silent tears. You know that one? That aches? The one that you can't seem to forget? We all are well aquatinted with that pain, some better than others. But most of us hide it with a smile painted on as fake as our I'm okays. But those are the strongest people, the ones that will be the last ones laughing. Not a joyful laugh filled with humour, but a cold one, the one sends you chills. Cause we will forever be reminded it would be so easy; just the flick of the knife, a single bullet, a step too close to the edge. But we keep living until the pain gets too much and ache consumes you, and then you know what true hell is like. Not living because you have to but because you don't want to give the ones you love that ache, that pain. ........................................................................
spilled ink. by decembxr
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a collection of my writing. #27 poetry (09/16/15)
empty face/poetry (complete) by poetic-
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(art: Eckart Hahn) A.P./poetic- © all rights reserved