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 Jun 22 Liana
Vesper
thin wires
 Jun 22 Liana
Vesper
i'm made of thin wires
snapping one by one
every time you tell me
that i'm not good enough
what an ugly person.
they look so stupid.
it makes me angry.
i want to **** them.
why do they still live?
they don't deserve to.
i punch them,
and the mirror shatters,
the shards lined with blood.
 Jun 22 Liana
Vesper
its like a dream
when i cut
like a nightmare
when i leave my room
and face my parents
wondering
if they know my secrets yet
 Jun 22 Liana
Vesper
I CANNOT TELL
WHETHER MY PAIN IS FAKE OR REAL
ALL THEY ASK IS HOW I FEEL
I HATE MYSELF
 Jun 22 Liana
Vesper
real or fake?
𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘
฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ɎØɄ ₩₳₦₮ ₮Ø ₣ØⱤ₲Ɇ₮
тнє ραιи тнєу ¢αυѕє∂
ᗩᑎᗪ Iᑎᔕ丅ᗴᗩᗪ
𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂
ꌈꋊꋖꀤ꒒ ꀤꋖ ꀤꌚ ꄙꁏꋪꏹꀤꁍꋊ
ДИ∂ Уøυ ДƧƘ УøυЯƧƎℓƒ
ⓡⓔⓐⓛ ⓞⓡ ⓕⓐⓚⓔ?
yeah ik i wrote 2 poems in a row called real or fake AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT YOU CAN *******
 Jun 22 Liana
Nobody
parents
 Jun 22 Liana
Nobody
i'm afraid that i'm going to turn into you
i don't want to hurt people like that
i know everyone is afraid to become their parents but i really don't want to ruin someones life
 Jun 22 Liana
Nobody
kid
 Jun 22 Liana
Nobody
kid
i wish i could go back in time
and see my younger self
and warn him
that it would only get worse
im relapsing with depression again. i miss how it used to be
 Jun 22 Liana
Lukas Buijs
Why do I still dance
When even the Devil shrugs
At a waltz with 𝑀𝑒
It's been a while
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