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Rivelino3 October 7th, 2019

I will be sharing my writings here, quotes and poems. Some content might talk about Suicide and desth with graphic references. I will mark such posts at the start of posting it, so that any reader doesnt get triggered.

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

And death shall have no dominion

Dylan Thomas - 1914-1953

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

A nice poem, i don't know the source of it

Lost,

Alone,

Forgotten,

Outcast...

A life where no one even knows you exist,

where everything you've ever known was a lie.

A life where you question whether or not

the world you are living in is real,

or a figment of your imagination,

where nothing seems familiar,

and you forget where you are,

and you don't know how to get back home.

Destined to walk this lonely world,

forever,

Lost...

A life where nobody knows you exist,

where everyone ignores your existence.

A life where all you've ever wanted,

was someone to care,

someone to love,

someone who listens,

someone you can call,

yours.

Where everybody forgets about you,

where you have nothing,

and no one to wipe away the tears.

cursed to live your life,

forever,

Alone...

A life where everyone avoids you,

where you become just another forgotten memory.

A life that has no meaning,

where you are trapped in darkness,

swallowed up by your emotions,

broken apart by your actions,

and killed by your greatest desires.

Finally realizing that you have been,

Forgotten...

A life where no one wants you around,

where nobody wants anything to do with you,

pushed away as if you were infected with a deadly disease.

A life where you are put down

by those who mean the most to you,

just for being a little different.

where you are rejected by life,

where you become just another,

unloved,

Outcast....

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

Themes of loss, loneliness and regret. Unknown source.

There are certain people in my live
Who I don't even realize
Mean so much to me

And as soon as they're gone
I realize I was wrong
To ignore them

I cry every night
Hoping that they might
Come back

But they're gone forever
Their voices will never
Be heard again

I hope that they are listening
As I am slowly whispering
My prayers

I try to forget
That they have truly left
I pretend I'm alright
But on the inside
I'm fighting my tears

I watched them get buried
A sight so very scary
To my eyes
I cried the whole time
Wondering why
It wasn't me

I separate myself
From everyone else
So I wouldn't get hurt
But my live have changed forever
Because now you're gone forever
And I miss you

I hope you know that
I really want you back
And I regret
Ignoring you
Because I never knew
You'd be gone so soon

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

Source of the poem is unknown. Themes of losing a loved one to death

I Thought We Had More Time

by Thomma Lyn Grindstaff

You brought me into this world,
And you raised me up strong.
I thought we had more time,
But I know now I was wrong.

If I could see you one more time,
See your much-loved face.
If only I could tell you thanks
And feel your sweet embrace.

Did you know how much I love you
Before you had to pass?
If we only had more time,
I wouldn't have to ask.

Why did I have to wait?
You're gone, and it's too late.
I worry about you not knowing,
And my tears will not stop flowing.

Death snatched you away,
And I must bear my shame.
I can say I love you in my heart,
But it's just not the same.

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

Poem with theme of Loneliness

Unknown source.

Once when I was little
I was happy and carefree.
I used to run around laughing
Until it was time for tea.

I used to play games
And smile all the time.
I used to feel on top of the world
I used to feel fine.

It's amazing how things change
When people let you down.
And how that once happy face
Turns into a solemn frown.

You search and search
For someone who cares,
Anyone who understands,
Anyone who dares.

Loneliness, it hurts.
It kills you deep inside.
It makes you feel empty.
It stops you in your stride.

You cry yourself to sleep,
Hugging your pillow tight,
Wishing for someone
To hold you through the night.

Once when I was little
I was happy and carefree.
Now my life's full of sadness,
Pain and misery.

Once when I was little
I was never on my own.
But now I pray at night
"I wish I wasn't alone."

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

Unknown source

Poem with references to loneliness and suicide

She's all alone feeling nobody cares, sitting and doing nothing but stare

On the floor in a subconscious state, no one knows she exists, feels the worlds on her plate

Nobody knows that she's even there, no one to talk to and no one to care

Her frustration is overwhelming she feels the need to hurt, she hates herself, she's feeling like dirt

She's going crazy, she's losing her mind

Doesn't want to give up but feels that nows the time

She's laid in the corner alone and so cold

Nobody knows what happened, no one was told

She took her life and no one knew why, she tried to reach out but they didn't hear her cry

So she kept things to herself, didn't want to be a burden, Didn't want them to delve

Into her life for they wouldn't understand, what she was going through, why she was sad

She stayed withdrawn from the people that cared, didn't realise that of course they'd have been there

But now it's too late she's taken her life, leaving her friends and family with the strife

That troubled girl just needed some release

And now all that can be said is

'Rest in peace'

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

Unknown source

Poem with theme of loneliness and loss of someone

The Unhealing Wound

​​​​​​There is this wound it hurts so bad
it always appears when I am sad
No matter what I do it won't go away
it's in my heart where it will always stay


It appeared the day you left this world
and I was no longer your little girl
forced to grow up with you not there
to make things easy that I couldn't bear


I search for you every day
if I'm sick, sad, or just have something to say.


I'm jealous of some girls,
girls who still have their mothers
I tell them to appreciate what they have,
because after they are gone,
there simply is no others.


I have this pain that won't go away,
it makes me mad that you couldn't stay


No matter many years go by
there's still one time of day that I do cry,
I miss you dearly and this is true,
my wound will not heal until I'm with you

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

There are perhaps many causes worth dying for, but to me, certainly, there are none worth killing for.

Albert Dietrich

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

there's no war that will end all wars.

Haruki Murakami

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Rivelino3 OP October 7th, 2019

After a long time and many questions, Satan said, "The spider kills the fly, and eats it; the bird kills the spider and eats it; the wildcat kills the goose; the -- well, they all kill each other. It is murder all along the line. Here are countless multitudes of creatures, and they all kill, kill, kill, they are all murderers. And they are not to blame, Divine One?

Mark Twain