My name is Amber, I am fifteen, and I enjoy writing poetry. Most of the poems I write are about sad things because I usually write whenever I have too much emotion to handle. So.. yeah. I hope you enjoy my writing.
Every day is getting harder to live through.
And, somehow, I still manage to think about you.
It's not fair, the way things are.
Seriously, I made it so darn far.
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Sitting and crying, in my room alone.
I cry out for help, but no one's ever home.
I don't know how to say how I feel.
It's just all too real.
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I love him. And he doesn't love me back.
I love him for everything he is, but he doesn't for what I lack.
I would give up everything to hold him like I used to.
And maybe he would, too, if he only knew.
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My heart feels like its not there.
From all the heartbreak you gave me, it is now air.
I'm so tired. I need to sleep.
Maybe life will be better in my dreams.
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It's been almost eight years.
Filled with the memories and tears.
No one knows what I go through.
And no one knows how much I miss you.
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