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Posts after posts I scroll, trying to find inspiration to write, or maybe just looking for a will, to kick away the laziness, and get off this state of mind, but nothing happens, as I scroll on and on, with the clock ticking, I scroll my life away.

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I used to be a mighty dragon, the one that breathes fire, I used to be a magical unicorn, sprinkling rainbows everywhere, but now I’ve lost it, the magic hidden within.
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Breathe Dragon Fantasy Fire Lost Magic Myself Sadness
I wish I had said no, the day you asked for my number, but I was young, dumb and numb, looking for a harbor of harmony, to mend my shattered soul.
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Day Dumb Harmony Myself Numb Number Phone Relationship Soul Young
I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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Control Destiny Father Inspirational Myself Warrior Writing
I jab my own heart with a knife, thinking about you on and on. How dare you enter my life just to make me feel torn?
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Dare Feeling Heart Knife Life Myself Thinking
Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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Blessing Curse Emotion Feeling
The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Battle Fierce Home Myself Start
When you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.
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Feeling Myself Song Stop Talk Time Walk
You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
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Act Action Cold Eyes Feeling Frozen Hard Man Repair Smile Yourself
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
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Missing Myself Time Weird
I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
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Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
When words fail, tears well.
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Failure One Liner Tears Word
To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Boy Cool Realization School Yourself
Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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Blood Cold Paper Pen
Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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Hear Loud Myself Scream Silence

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