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many names occupy my body
moch
rainy
honey
sammie
nicky
junko
cry
punpun
chiri(kami ouji)

if i get anymore nicknames or remember more, i will add it here



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I feel like a fetus; curled up into a ball
Isolated in a chamber 
There are people who care about me
But it still feels so lonely
Self-diagnosed is stupid
Nobody ever trusts cupid
Even the happiest people
Can make their waters ripple
Tears falling at an alarming rate
Not very fond of this silly fate

Bitten by a dog, he was
Consumed by more stress, I saw last
But drawing whatever,
And feeling no better
Hypnosis is a wish that can't come true
Get crazy enough and become a fool

Difference between changing yourself
Difference between improving myself
Sometimes I stay after the end
Sculptures she's forgotten to tend
Whose life is worse than yours?
Whose skin is worse than coarse? 

Are you self-indulging?
Am I self-harming?
But my beliefs don't correlate, 
And my eyes don't dilate
But my writing is still depressing
And my feelings are still repressing
Annoying and uncooperative
Disturbing and imaginative

Self-diagnosed is stupid
Nobody ever loves cupid
Even the happiest people
Can make their waters ripple
Hope falling at an alarming rate
Not very fond of this silly fate

To speak in a positive sense 
To remove your natural scent
Hold me with your prosthetic arms
Have you drowned in your loving bed?
Prominent evidence on their forearms,
Subtle evidence in my head

Tricking myself with many facades
But not meaning to lie to important people
Playing by myself with some charades
But not meaning to be so cripple
Ask me a question and I probably will answer
Probably'll sing a lie, like a dancer.
killing patience
degrade me to nothing
so i don't have to breathe any more of this pollution
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glass of depression by MOCHlRON
glass of depression
What a wonderful day; is it today?
I’m not heavenly sure how to use my words.
I sound less stupid if I use pretty words,
But that’s just how the world works.

You may not be able to rhyme,
But to someone who only likes the rhythm and the beat,
That doesn’t matter, as long as they have happy feet.

I’m not so smart as to say that I can distrust everyone truly.
You’ve been my favorite so far, I hope you don’t disappoint me.
But unfortunately, you live on the other side of the world,
Yet again, another one refuses to commit with me.

For a while now, I’ve been holding quite a few in.
But I have such a decent life, why should I sing to complain?
Thus my words remain vague and hidden once again,
This is absolutely nothing new if you’ve read and refrain.

My desire is quite selfish, not love nor happiness
But just to be at peace, to remove all emotion and worry,
To die and sleep in a deep slumber,
To finally rest as beauty.

My hopes of love have already diminished.
My determination for their future have already subsided,
I’ve truly seen my worth throughout these past years,
If I mention my age now, it’s only more depressing to reread.

Tonight is pitch black.
I will sleep again, and hope again
That I may never wake up.


What a wonderful day; is it today?
I’m not heavenly sure how to use my words.
I sound less stupid if I use pretty words.
But that’s just how the world always works.



yes i love patterns
 



me + poem (c) MOCHlRON
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Mecani Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Artist
Thanks for the fav >U<
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FullMoon2012 Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the fav :D
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Majinji Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
DANG WHY DID YOU WATCH ME I DONT DESERVE THIS AHHH LET ME LOVE YOUAsuna Crying Icon 
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EpicPiglet224 Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks!
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DSJake Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2014
thanx for the fav
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