It Still Makes Me Cry

It Still Makes Me Cry

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emotions shown: sadness, love, anger, fear, relief and more. content hurts. may contain swearing. --- i lie. but this is the truth. this is who i am at my worst. and i'm finally being honest about how i felt. this is me. (poetry) (mostly also in The Villain's Poetry and Poetry of Death) a collection as scattered as me. some are badly written (it gets better after the first few). some are so real i still cry when i look at it now. all fractured. but i'm not going to hold it back anymore.
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Don't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you truly live life fully? I've felt pain. I've accepted death. I've lived, I've learned, I've drowned a few times. If all I have to show for it is small bundles of letters and words...so be it. That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Everything that means anything to me are just words. You can put anything into words. Anything and everything. You can put death into words. You can put pain into words. You can put fear into words. And I have. And you can read them, if you want. You can learn from them; learn to stop fearing, learn to stop living in the future, behind your mask. But only if you care enough to listen. I speak loud and clear, yet nobody can hear me. I am not hidden, yet nobody can find me. If they even try.

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