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Hello, November.My sweet serenity.Enrapture me in your brisk chill.Your sweaters and hot cocoa.Your bright spirits,Awaiting the month of December.Gorg..
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Just a little hyperbole-metaphor type thing.
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Vanity is a drugI love itAnd hate itIt consumes mePrettyPrettyThinandPrettyAll the things I aspire to beYet I can't seem to reach themI'm uglySo I bec..
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How do we find who we are of who we're meant to be is so far out of our reach?When you see what I see what life seems to be you see something ugly.Dis..
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NO!NO!THRICE IS THREE TOO MANY.NO!NO!JUST ANOTHER GUY WHO LIES WHEN HE SAYS THAT HE LOVES ME.~DAKOTA~~TIMOTHY~AND NOW~DYLAN~ALL DRAGGED ME ACROSS HOT ..
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Help
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I try to tell myself I don't need boys to be happy.And then I laugh,BecauseI know I'm lying.I've never been happier,With him...I mean.I feel...amazing..
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I recently joined the jungle,It's a dangerous place,Where predators prowl around,Cackling, And spreading rumors.Pushing kids against lockers,And locki..
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I found a new love,And Dear God, I hope he's the one.He's five years senior,But I don't mind...I became infatuated the moment I met him,And nothing ha..
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Meaningless sex On bloody sheets.Kiss me,And I'll bite your lip...Until the blood gushes into my mouth.High on your mom's prescription drugs,Drunk on ..
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