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After being gone a long time, focusing on school, I decided to divulge into new fields of writing that I had never tried before. This is riddled with..
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A nonfiction narrative that I made while I was sick this week, with salmonella. Being sick made me do a lot of thinking, while lying in bed alone for..
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Rage of Jacob!Dragged by the chains of his namesake, you see-"Burn that leather bound Book,"is softly whispered in the left ear, as the Sunday prophet..
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I cannot find,I cannot bemore than this, more than thee.You are so much more than manand I am that which is 'sovereignty', ruled by that of a collecti..
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"come in, you friend,come rest a while."(hypocrites)Find that moment,bliss and utopia, rather?--dissolution and weeping.WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!You ..
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Splintered floors are under bloody feet.Oh, the places that we've been,how they're draggin us down!Dirt, soot, and rubbles on the street--the bombs ar..
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Night after night," a wish to a light," with a dream at the end of the day.Astory iscomposed, written down in the dust,it's another one fading away.Pl..
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Burn through the photographs, you wretch, and take the things you want,leaving soon,n'goin' to forgetall the things that you've taught.Aplague of noth..
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Oh, how the smoke rises, as we all fall down. It makes us choke lifeless; on this air we drown. Times have made us bitter and ..
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Heart broken
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