Brandy Diaz

You're gone but i can't except it.
It's something I can't believe.
So young and full of life.
You didn't deserve to leave so soon.
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Never try to love someone, your heart will break and you'll come back fake because your scared of being hurt again.
You trust no one, not anymore.
Emotions were toyed with, all trust was dissolved.
You cried your eyes out while layin on the floor.
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A bell tolls in the big black glow.
A river filled with lost dreams and hopes.
There is no feeling but a lost soul.
The is end, the final stage.
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She watched the moon every night.
It's her way to escape from a fight.
She came up to the roof.
Bruised, bloody, and scarred.
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Each day's a gift and not a given right,
leave all your fears behind.
That first step you take towards your goal,
is the longest stride.
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There are people that everybody ignores, there are people that no one adores, there are people who grew up with no mentors, there are people who get caught in the middle of uproars, what would you do if this life was yours?

Inside this lone cardeck lies, memories and forbidden lies. People have torured them for many years, and it seems that now they find them fears, poeple haunt them with a thrill so fearsome, the memory of a lost dear one and now they find the spirit, to destoy the cards that draw them near it and along with that the memory, of the people who played the game with them, the hopes can finally and truly be free.
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She thinks no one loves her.
She sees herself as just a speck of a dust floating in the universe.
She smiles at the thought of death.
As she clings to her pillow with all her strength.
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They feel like their life is going down hill.
Each day they give a piece of themselves away.
Each day their smiles become less frequent.
And their laughs are shorter in length.
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Its always there.
I act like i don't care.
But in reality i do.
But you don't care do you?
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What is the point of my life?
My only hope is the end of the knife.
Eveything in my life goes wrong.
I'm fed up, so i just play along.
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We suffocate in the air.
The cries that we make, the feelings that we create, and the pain that we feel.
That's the oxygen slowly killing us off, one by one.
The universe has blinded us so much, that we can't see death putting bags over our heads, and tightening them with every breath we take.
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Death is not a tragic ending,
but rather a blissful release from life.
We all call out to our deaths wheather we want to or not.
It's what sets us free from our unhappy lives,
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I sit around and wonder,
and watch the days go by.
I look at all the pictures,
and ask why did you have to die?
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I saw you lying there.
And all I could do was cry and stare.
You were always so beautiful, but by the time I saw you,
you were slightly yellow and screaming in pain.
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