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I’ve been eating a lot less lately and drinking more. Craving fluids and a lot more wine than ever before. I’ve been ignoring the cons..

Reflections from the television, purples, green, reds and blue. He must have been watching the evening news, as he was known to do. I did not h..

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Throw me like a hand grenade. For I am destruction mid-air. Synthesized narcissism, I am flat-lined. Stapling the ceiling to my chair. Grievin..

Can’t say we’re meeting again. Can’t say I’ve met you before. But we’re sharing the same stars tonight, and these s..

They drug me to the river, beat me till I turned blue. Pack mentality, taunting, and I’m just praying for a clue. The delicate flower, ..

He comes at night.

Then we sat on the edge of the earth, with our feet dangling over the side, and marveled that we had found each other.

There's a place a few miles after the fork in the road on 450 N. That's where my mind was.

If I could pull all the words from this atmosphere;If I could write like Shakespeare,If I could be so obscure,I’d give you a career.Yeah,you&rsq..