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Max offline Verified User (1 year, 8 months) Long Term User Shouts: 197 #
An Unknown Location | 1 month, 3 weeks ago (5 minutes after post)

You have skills man..wow! That’s good.

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Legion offline Verified User (8 months, 2 weeks) Long Term User Shouts: 41 #
An Undisclosed Location | 1 month, 3 weeks ago (14 minutes after post)

Thanks, and i might aswell use this post to explain why i remove these poems after 24 hours.

I used to post here under another name, i changed this to legion, becouse so far no one has linked me to this name, so i am infact completely anonymous at this point.

However during the time i had the other name, someone managed to link one of my poems to my real name. This got leaked, i found copies in bars, schools, the street. I was spat upon and pretty much outcasted from all social life. A few even threatend to kill me couse i was a loser in their eyes.

I beat them too it. There’s seriously people confused how i’m still alive. However this also now forces me to walk in the shadows, as people no longer see me as a human being but as that loser that tried to kill himself.

Now i could stop posting here, and forever keep my silence, but my poems are the only way i’ve got left to express myself, if i quit this i’ll be dead within a month.

Much to the delight of some of the people in this city. I will not give them the pleasure of watching me fade away and die.

It’s been like this for the last 7 years, “Been depressed for 16″. and yes thats most of my life. And as of yet there’s no hope in it changing direction. I know that
i will mostlikely reach a point where i once again lose it. And that might be my end.
But like it says, my greatest fear is dieing and fading away without ever having someone to call my own.

So here’s my latest poem, you mostlikely won’t enjoy reading it. But i hope it opens some eyes.

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evansent:) offline Verified User (1 year, 8 months) Long Term User Shouts: 435 #
GB | 1 month, 3 weeks ago (4 hours, 4 minutes after post)

bby, i dont think your a loser
i think your a warm , fantastic being
who writes poetry beautifully :)

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AriLola offline Verified User (1 year, 7 months) Long Term User Shouts: 4 #
An Unknown Location | 1 month, 3 weeks ago (4 hours, 23 minutes after post)

That’s sad. Hate to be the annoying one but how are you ever going to find the one to call your own. Unless she [or he] too are in the same mental state as you.

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Minty offline Verified User (1 year, 8 months) Long Term User Shouts: 1 #
AU | 1 month, 3 weeks ago (7 hours, 9 minutes after post)

i really wish i could help you to the point where im getting a headache.. but i don’t think i am any good at conveying this emotion through the text you see on your screen x)

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Legion edited this post 1 month, 3 weeks ago. Read the previous text »

Too Late.

Legion here, i’ve given up… given up on people, on myself, on the world. I’m looking towards another year without anyone to die for. And how can you live, when theres nothing or no-one to die for.

Too Late.

Relations, friends. Warmth of love.
Should be felt and made while young
There comes a point where it fades
That time’s gone, and it’s not been enough.

The chances I had where blown away.
Beauty trapped in eyes, but never touched.
Warped in my mind, that horrible place.
So here I am, Alone and cold I lay.

Prospects of death and demise a smile.
As to live alone without a heart.
Is worse than not living at all.
Am I insane, or just a freak in denial?

Pain without blood, Scars not seen.
Why was I given this life, i seem obsolete.
Am I destined to be alone and suffer?
Void in my chest, how it’s always been.

From my soul it screams, am I too late?
Too late to love, to feel compassion.
The witness lust, and warmth and pleasure.
Perhaps it’s life I fear, perhaps I’m afraid.

Alone and cold, and full of hate.
The only thing I still feel inside.
Fire that burns consuming all.
A testament that I’m too late.

Legion.

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