Mirrors – by jadia hypolite

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She looks in the mirror
eyes filled with disgust
its something about men she did not trust
that fateful night was when it all happened
her eyes trailing over her body she hates what she sees
bruises that turn from purple to blue
looking back she wishes that night never came true
in her mind she still hears herself scream
she remembers it like it was yesterday
him and her were lying on the bed
her mind hazy as thoughts swam through her head
his hands started to wander and he was going too far
looking back she wish she was driving home in her car
she wanted to tell him to stop
but the words at the back of her throat were caught
he was too strong so she couldn’t break free
her heart breaking with every plea
when it was over he left it all
tears running down her cheeks she ran down the hall
pulling back to reality she couldn’t tell a soul
only one person deserved to know it all
sitting beside her i somehow knew
she’s a survivor, braver than you

Scared Of Beautiful

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im scared of things that shine…
things that gleam…
those things are supposed to be in fantasy dreams…
im happier with things that are dull…
and things that are dark…
its much easier than dealing with a broken heart…
things that are beautiful send shivers down my spine…
they drill evil things in my mind…
things that are dull bring me joy…
its better than playing with a new toy…
dealing with the lies is better than dealing with the truth…
its better than taking fake pictures in a photo booth…
dealing with the tears is better than dealing with smiles…
I put up an act to stay awhile…
im scared of beautiful…
a lover of dull…
beautiful things won’t stay forever…
thats what you say at the end of every love letter….


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I feel the strings are breaking

The ones that hold us close

Pulled taunt

by the load they bear

the unspoken words

Growing heavier

as we refuse to say them


Fearing that our strings will brake

And knowing that they will

We are fraying

Our hopes cannot save this

The ties that bind us

Now burn us

from inside


Yet we will continue

Us fraying people

To pretend  that

no unspoken words

No terrifying feelings

No burning ties around our hearts



Because no one wants to be



These are the ties that bind

These burning strings

That will continue to scorch us

Until we cut them

out of our hearts


Or speak

those burning words


And face

These scorching feelings

Mirror of Lies

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I stand by the mirror to look inside
puzzled seems the scene
painted within the mirror
as if I’ve lived my entire life
falling into your world of lies
shattered seems the mirror
standing before my eyes
anyway mirrors never lie
face up the truth try not to hide

It wouldn’t matter if you crawl back to sanity
It wouldn’t matter if you’ll righteously behave
Winds had already blew off your dusty reality
What we had is dead already resting in a grave
For years you’ve been seizing the best of me
Now it’s time to uncuff my heart and set it free

I remember when we swore we had it all
a vow I thought would never ever fall
you were for me the one and only
never the one to make me so empty
I remember when we went to neverland
a path of stars we walked hand in hand
you were for me the best companion
never the one to leave alone in the canyon
I remember now when you got my heart stolen
and will always remember how you got it broken
you were for me the one to belong
but now the one who made me wrong

I don’t want to feel anything beyond today
pack up all of your memories and walk away
would you stop acting all innocent?
stop asking what you’ve done
by the sun of tomorrow’s dawn
you shall be already too far gone
hurry up don’t waste your tears
telling me that into your deep
you’re sorry can’t fall asleep
start taking your anti-depressant
it’s time to face a cruel world of fears

I know it’s not that too easy to erase
what you and I shared back in the days
but you’ve got to walk in the boots of misery
we had what we had and now it’s called history
I’ll take a look at the mirror as you leave
I bet you it would no longer feel the grieve
the mirror knew what your plans were up to
far too early than I could ever do

leave and enjoy life with your bittersweet lies
spit them out like the rain falling from skies
stand for the world without me
since with your lies I can’t be
try to enjoy life with your tearful eyes
trap them inside cause no one can see
the truth when it’s covered with lies

I’ve turned off the last standing candle
there’s nothing left in here but darkness
nothing at all not even your ominous shadow
the scene gets charming without any shallow…

Unknown by Twinkyx33

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I could see the fears in her eyes
The tears that she cried
The man that broke her heart
The abuser of the night
The pain she goes through
The broken mirrors
The guy that loves her
But she doesn’t need him
The loser of the day
The one who just turned gay
The scars on her face
The blood on her hands
The bruises on her arms
Yeah I know
Am there tonight
Broken glass, broken window
Each new night a new criminal
Rapes her, abuses, and leaves her with some bruises
No one to help her
Stuck in her own world
No chances
No love
Just alcohol she loves
Drunk, dizzy, sleepy, depressed
This is what she is – a mess
No success
No diploma
Just a job
Doesn’t earn no money
Feeling down
Trying to change
But her life is in his hands.