Mirakee
Deleting Account
By the end of this month (July)
I will no longer be a member on this app. I am deleting it for personal reasons outside of here.
Thank you all.
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magicalmystery
I'm a useless scumbag bitch who wants to die. (did, major depression, anxiety, aspd, ocd)
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magicalmystery
79w
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Goodbye
I'm leaving, y'all.
Bid me as you wish.
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You Don't Get It
I thought you understood;
I am a multiple person.
One of Me likes cuddles and sweet talk.
The Other Me loves pain.
So when you hurt the Cuddler and ask what's wrong,
It hurts me worse than the pain.
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Stumble
My heart sank
With every step
He attempted to take;
I knew
In time
Our sex life
Was going to die.
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magicalmystery
85w
Knives
I put knives in his back just to follow the trails of blood he leaves behind.
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magicalmystery
86w
My Closet
Last night I slept in my closet.
What an unnatural thing for you to do;
For me it was like taking a vacation,
Or finding a feather in the grass.
I felt like a child again:
I no longer saw the unorganized mess of my head
Spilled out externally in my floor;
I could breathe again.
In and out.
In and out.
And for the first time in a long time,
I was grateful.
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magicalmystery
86w
p0rn
There was a time when I was younger, I would pretend to be tired just so I could "go to bed" early. But I wouldn't sleep. I would stay up reading, writing on my computer, or drawing. I'd even stay up late to play with my pet rat, back when I had one. And back when I was a 1st place winner in 5Ks (races), I would stay up listening to my iPod and exercise quietly until I was too exhausted to stay awake.
Now I just stay up and watch anime porn, and cry myself to sleep because I hate myself, and who I've become.
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magicalmystery
86w
Victory
His teeth made my nipple bleed
But it is I who tasted victory.
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magicalmystery
86w
Sounds and Interpretations
The baby cries:
It sounds happy to one
It sounds sad to another
It inspires anger in one
And depression in another.
Perhaps one is expecting their own;
Or another just buried their son.
Or maybe one has no patience for children,
Or perhaps one knows they will never be a mother.
Somewhere,
A dog barks behind a fence.
Tell me what you hear in it's voice, if to you it even has such a thing...? Perhaps it is just a sound to ignore. Or perhaps the sound makes you cry because the dog is never going to see what's beyond that fence; or perhaps you cry because you want the dog to die so you don't have to hear it bark at night while you're trying to sleep; or maybe you cry because the sound frightens you and makes you think of the time you were bitten.
Somewhere else,
A seagull cries.
Why?
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Broken Toe 3
Yep.
It still hurts
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broken_wing
82w
Every person standing in the room watches the same thing with different perspective.
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I heard both. The flying planes. And the fluttering leaves. Both had something to say about the wind. But not quite the same.
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kizzystorm
86w
What if the Devil was just a misunderstood child?
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kizzystorm
87w
Surrounded
It looks like love and affection
It feels like absence without direction
It looks like laughter and good times
It feels like something thats not mine
Surrounded by all hopes and dreams
But still empty in between
In between the struggle and pain
But whats a day without a little rain
Throughout the good times and bad
You still seem sad
Yet surrounded by love
With no faith from above
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bellemoon99
86w
No words
Your heart beating loudly as I feel the warmth of your hand in mine, overflowing emotions and a rush of poetry comes to mind.
So many things I wish to express! But my lips can only smile. Are my eyes singing for you? Is my gaze reciting our love?
Your laughter is my favorite melody, it fills the air charged with our magic so I remain silent. No words could be added, this is already perfect.
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legris
86w
Read MoreI cannot seem to stop my mind from racing
And my friend told me that his metaphors work better in his head and they don't seem to come together on paper but I guess that's how life exists. Air makes more sense inside our lungs, blood is livelier in our veins and what does that make us?
If not a cage made to capture life,
What does that make us
If not a scavenger, always meticulously picking insecurities and lies.
But do you know veins carry blood with little or no life in it and my heart generates it? Do you know I'm just a walking compilation of bones and muscles and I cannot even start thinking about the atoms that make me whole. Do you know atoms are home to smaller entities and some of them walk around while some rest. Maybe atoms tell us that home could be found in the smallest places. One should just want to give it away.
Existence can thrive even in the most remote spaces.
Your name is the shore I'm found on, every now and then.
You're the innumerable grains that are settled to build an end, I'm the name the waves wash off of you
Always.
©Legris.
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nouf_hameed
88w
Read MoreMaybe there is another life, maybe. But what we do have is this life. Still, many throw their lives into the unknown depths of death. Why?
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It is time we stop saying, "he ended his life" and start saying, "he ended his pain" for no one of them was ending their life, but their never-ending pain, or rather the pain that they thought they have no way of escaping from or reducing. Given the slightest of the hope that there is a chance to make the pain less or make it go away, who would want to end their lives? Remember, they are not even ending their pain, they are ending the pain that has become their life.
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Also remember, suicide is NOT, as most would believe, an act one commits over a moment's impulse. Most suicide has a long story of expressing the same to the near and dear ones in hundred thousand ways. Just that we fail to notice.
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While it may sound disturbing for many, we should all know that each life lost to suicide, that is our responsibility, too.Not life,
but the pain
is what
they wanted
to end.
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nouf_hameed
87w
What is our present if not a continuing interpretation of the past.
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nouf_hameed
86w
All those
demons
Inside.
Maybe,
We don't
Need to chase
them all away.
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All our pets
were once
Wild animals.
We learned
to live
With them
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Remember?
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sahitwritings
88w
There is a dark secret hidden behind that perfect smile,
There is a hungry monster hidden behind that innocent face,
There is cold blood flowing through that beautiful heart.
-Sahit Babu
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