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samuel_a_demon
your friendly neighborhood demon. not much to know about me. you can call me B, and dont be afraid to chat with me, i wont bite. maybe...
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Not enough hours
Any story or poem stating "there are not enough hours" (in a day, week, month, year) Or "Not enough time" I know I don't have many people following me or anything, but I thought this would be interesting. Have fun! (Winner can choose the reward- to let you know, I'm broke, so- things like time, or a collab, or just following and reading/liking/ commenting on some of their pieces)
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gone

"theres not enough time to save this life"

could only see pain behind those blue eyes

i desperately begged him to drop the knife

now holding him tightly, asking him why

covered in blood, i just watched him die

parent rush in as i begin to cry

if only id noticed, then we'd both be alive

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lost

one word titles are so generic, as am i, so i see no issue. but even the most generic people can get lost. not lost physically, but emotionally. i dont know what i feel, dont know who to love, or what to say at times. im not good at writing but someone i look up to told me i should try it awhile ago. i never did until now, so if youre reading this, i hope it makes you happy to see im doing it. heh...ironic, getting lost in something im writing about being lost. being lost feels so famaliar to me now, its almost a basic emotion at this point. no, this isnt a cry for help, just trying to vent without making anyone im close to worry. but being lost isnt that bad, i dont know what i feel but at least i feel something. being numb is what i hate, my 3 followers most likely can relate. when lost, i tend to dwell on past things, that cause pain and grief. my mind constantly wonders without borders, and despite trying to keep it all inside, i cant help if it shows sometimes. i worry too much about the people around me with too little concern for myself. im fine with that. i dont plan on changing it anytime soon, as long as i help the ones that need it, ill be fine. this is more of an intruduction than anything, so if i end up becoming some huge author one day, remind me that my carrer started because i was lost.