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Snakes by PongIsIT, literature

Writer by PongIsIT, literature

My heart by PongIsIT, literature

Literature

My heart

I love you since I was little I always thought that saying these words was silly. Because, if I ever fell in love I wouldn't use only three puny words to describe my feelings. So, my future heart don't feel sad if I don't say I love you Because I would use more colored, nicer, lovelier words and I would use them in such a way that, maybe, I would be able to make your heart soar with feelings. Because my heart would still be beating just because of you.

Future by PongIsIT, literature

Literature

Future

My mind is like a mirror on which someone breathed at; I say to myself Sitting alone in my room looking at a stupid piece of paper marked with red pen as if it screamed: "You are a mistake! Nuisance! Idiot!" It's wet now, I realize pitifully: I destroyed it. Like every chance I've ever had. Sitting alone in my room looking at the, now, destroyed piece of madness I say to myself, pitifully, as always: Just turn to stone, my darling. No one can help now.

I left it by PongIsIT, journal

I left it

Nov 5, 2014

Hello all. Ha, another useless.. journal entry. I find it hard that I have not stopped using deviantart yet. I would probably have done something to myself if I didn't have this account. I would... I don't know what I would do. You remember that one poem? About my best friend? I dreamed about him... 2 nights now. And I know, I know, I should stop with it because it is in the past now and I need to let past sleep... I think I'm changing again. I don't like it. I cried again. I'm so weak, I barely eat and my family is giving me the silent treatment... No, I'm not looking for sympathy. I'm not looking for pat on the back. I'm looking for so

Trespasser by PongIsIT, literature

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Trespasser

I wanted to sing once. As I was sitting on the table and looking out of the window of my room Soft tears fell into my mug full of tomato soup I began to murmur an old song of mine As I was sitting on the table I began to realize that maybe, just maybe there is someone out there who can be my home I realized, too late, that I don't have a home and I started to sing an old song of mine Because even flies can cry when they trespass into a kingdom full of spiders.

No by PongIsIT, literature

Can't by PongIsIT, literature

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Can't

They always told me "hey, babe, when you make a mistake only you can fix it" surprisingly, those mistakes they wanted me to fix were never mine But I still tried to fix those problems others caused I let myself be beaten screamed at I just let them do this to me And when people look into my eyes now when they see that I already forgot how to smile that I flinch and nearly run when someone tries to touch me they ask me why I'm so empty and selfish yet this all is their fault and I'm trying to fix it but I can't.