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Poetry! =P

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Ayyan :D said:
Isn't it amazing how you broke my heart and shattered my soul?
I have no one but myself to blame because that's how you roll.

I poured out my heart to you but could never see the mask you wore,
And now I lay around like shattered pieces of glass on the floor.

Loving you has dragged me deeper into the grave I had dug myself,
Was I just a worthless 'storybook' which could be replaced with the ones lying in the shelf?

Now all I can do is curse myself for being so stupid,
What the heck I did to be so badly deluded?

Your heart is an elusive artifact that continues to befuddle me,
You've have played enough so now set me free.
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Whoa. Awesome.
 
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Ayyan :D said:
Isn't it amazing how you broke my heart and shattered my soul?
I have no one but myself to blame because that's how you roll.

I poured out my heart to you but could never see the mask you wore,
And now I lay around like shattered pieces of glass on the floor.

Loving you has dragged me deeper into the grave I had dug myself,
Was I just a worthless 'storybook' which could be replaced with the ones lying in the shelf?

Now all I can do is curse myself for being so stupid,
What the heck I did to be so badly deluded?

Your heart is an elusive artifact that continues to befuddle me,
You've have played enough so now set me free.
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Nice. :)
 
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The story of a SAD GIRL':
Her name was Abby, She was only five.
This is what happened, When she was alive.
Her dad was a drunk, Her mom was an addict.
Her parents kept her, Locked in an attic.
Her only friend, was a little toy bear.
It was old and worn out, And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it, When no one's around.
She lays there and hugs it, Not a peep of sound.
Until her parents, unlock the door.
Some more and more pain, She'll have to endore.
A bruise on her leg, A scar on her face.
Why would she be, In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear, And softly cry.
She loves her parents, But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner, Quiet but thinking
'God, why? why is My life always sinking?'
Such a bad life, For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten, For anything she did.
Then one night, Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped, As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly, Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy, One that she made.
She thrusted the blade, Right in her chest,
'You deserve to die, You worthless pest!'
The mom walked out, Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear, And again started crying.
Police showed up. At the small little house.
They quickly barged in, Everything was as quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly, Opened a door.
To find the sad little girl, Laying on the floor.
It must have been bad, To go through so much harm.
But at least she died, With her best friend in her arms ♥

(Not mine)
 
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Ayyan :D said:
The story of a SAD GIRL':
Her name was Abby, She was only five.
This is what happened, When she was alive.
Her dad was a drunk, Her mom was an addict.
Her parents kept her, Locked in an attic.
Her only friend, was a little toy bear.
It was old and worn out, And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it, When no one's around.
She lays there and hugs it, Not a peep of sound.
Until her parents, unlock the door.
Some more and more pain, She'll have to endore.
A bruise on her leg, A scar on her face.
Why would she be, In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear, And softly cry.
She loves her parents, But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner, Quiet but thinking
'God, why? why is My life always sinking?'
Such a bad life, For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten, For anything she did.
Then one night, Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped, As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly, Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy, One that she made.
She thrusted the blade, Right in her chest,
'You deserve to die, You worthless pest!'
The mom walked out, Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear, And again started crying.
Police showed up. At the small little house.
They quickly barged in, Everything was as quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly, Opened a door.
To find the sad little girl, Laying on the floor.
It must have been bad, To go through so much harm.
But at least she died, With her best friend in her arms ♥

(Not mine)
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That is so horrible. ._.
 
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Ayyan :D said:
The story of a SAD GIRL':
Her name was Abby, She was only five.
This is what happened, When she was alive.
Her dad was a drunk, Her mom was an addict.
Her parents kept her, Locked in an attic.
Her only friend, was a little toy bear.
It was old and worn out, And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it, When no one's around.
She lays there and hugs it, Not a peep of sound.
Until her parents, unlock the door.
Some more and more pain, She'll have to endore.
A bruise on her leg, A scar on her face.
Why would she be, In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear, And softly cry.
She loves her parents, But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner, Quiet but thinking
'God, why? why is My life always sinking?'
Such a bad life, For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten, For anything she did.
Then one night, Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped, As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly, Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy, One that she made.
She thrusted the blade, Right in her chest,
'You deserve to die, You worthless pest!'
The mom walked out, Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear, And again started crying.
Police showed up. At the small little house.
They quickly barged in, Everything was as quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly, Opened a door.
To find the sad little girl, Laying on the floor.
It must have been bad, To go through so much harm.
But at least she died, With her best friend in her arms ♥

(Not mine)
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reading this, i was like :'o
 
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Hate. Regret. Despair.

Not enough words to reflect the hate in my heart,
I'm living, barely holding on, waiting to fall apart.

I could have been so much more,
Now i'm just thinking what all this was for.

I'm not meant to blend in,
I thought my purpose was to win.

Maybe my mind's twisted,
Maybe it all never existed.

No one will ever understand,
Time is flowing by like sand.

My heart is dead, it's way past beating,
All this procrastination is way too tiring.

It's like being the only electron in an atom,
Just waiting for something different to happen.

These raging screams in my head,
Been through a lot, maybe i need to look ahead.

A bright future begins as the sun rises,
I believe the future will be full of more surprises.

...

Time; 4:08 am.

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Nabeel.Ahmad said:
Hate. Regret. Despair.

Not enough words to reflect the hate in my heart,
I'm living, barely holding on, waiting to fall apart.

I could have been so much more,
Now i'm just thinking what all this was for.

I'm not meant to blend in,
I thought my purpose was to win.

Maybe my mind's twisted,
Maybe it all never existed.

No one will ever understand,
Time is flowing by like sand.

My heart is dead, it's way past beating,
All this procrastination is way too tiring.

It's like being the only electron in an atom,
Just waiting for something different to happen.

These raging screams in my head,
Been through a lot, maybe i need to look ahead.

A bright future begins as the sun rises,
I believe the future will be full of more surprises.

...

Time; 4:08 am.

​
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A.M.A.Z.I.N.G! *.*
 
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Ayyan :D said:
What sort of question is this? o_O You wrote a poem, I liked it.
The selection of words and the ray of hope reflected by the ending part shows your positivity towards life.
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But in the end we have no choice but to be positive, or we'd be destroyed by despair.
 
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Hale dil tujhko sunata
Dil agar yeh bol pata
Bakhuda tujhko hai chahta jaan

Tere sang jo pal bitaata
Waqt se main woh maang laata
Yaad karke muskuraata haan
Woo oo ..
 
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