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posted by HaleyDewit
Four months gone, but still so vivid
Feels as though I actually lived it
Can’t get it out of my mind
Though God knows I’ve tried
Save my poor soul
u slip back into my head at any unguarded moment
For u to come back is all I ever wanted
I long to be volgende to you
But that won’t do me no good
Save my poor soul

And now I can’t breathe
Oxygen left along with you
Fear’s coming over me
Because I can’t seem to get through

Hear my silent cries
Help me face the night
toon me how to be strong
And save my poor soul
Decrease my suffering
Give me strength to begin again
Light find my way back home
And save my poor soul


Every morning I think today is a new start
But then I always feel the aching of my own heart
Try to act like I’m alright
But it’s a never-ending fight
Save my poor soul
An no one around me seems to notice at all
That at any gegeven moment I feel I can fall apart
Wish I could turn back time
But that won’t make it alright
Save my poor soul

And now I can’t breathe
Oxygen left along with you
Fear’s coming over me
Because I can’t seem to get through

Hear my silent cries
Help me face the night
toon me how to be strong
And save my poor soul
Decrease my suffering
Give me strength to begin again
Light my way back home
And save my poor soul


I know how to function without you
And I know how to verplaats on without you
I know how to live without you
But truth is I don’t want to

And now I can’t breathe
Oxygen left along with you
Fear’s coming over me
Because I can’t seem to get through

Hear my silent cries
Help me face the night
toon me how to be strong
And save my poor soul
Decrease my suffering
Give me strength to begin again
Light my way back home
And save my poor soul
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credit: DemiLovatoVEVO
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demi lovato
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2016
6am, the volgende morning.
The basement door opened and someone walked downstairs. They were carrying a bucket with water. They walked to the cage, opened it and poured the ice cold water over Debra’s sleeping body. Debra woke up screaming and turned on her back.
Agnes smiled at her, the bucket in her right hand. “Wake up, sleepy head. We have a lot of work to do”
Debra tried to get up, which was difficult, because she hadn’t stand up since she was put here. Agnes lost her patience and grabbed the girl’s arm. With a violent gesture she pulled her up. “Now, come on. Breakfast is ready”...
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posted by LovingLucy
Creating “Greatness”

Pencil to paper
Slides across with such ease,
Like a vlot gliding across a moonlighted lake.
As I sit,
Anticipating the outcome,
My pencil creates her own ideas and perceptions to add to my beginning.
Letting her take charge,
She creates a mystical item of expectancy that makes any artist bow with honor to her greatness and imaginativeness.
Suddenly,
The artwork is complete.
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