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I Went Outside
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I went outside Watched the trees gently swaying in the summer breeze As if dancing to a song I could not hear Allowed the sun to shin..
Safe Place
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
When you found out about my self- harm, you held my wrist and placed gentle kisses on every jagged line and you promised me that you woul..
A Poem For Days When I Don't Want To Get Out Of Be..
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
Some days, I wake up in the morning And something Perhaps the torrential downpour outside my window Or even the hurricane inside my mi..
A Poem In Response To People Who Ask Why I Always ..
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I used to portray my pain through freed blood and by silently screaming about all the hurt inside of me. But then I discovered poetry ..
New Year
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
So tomorrow is a new year A new chance to put the wrongs in our life right And to make ourselves into a new person But what if we act..
I Dreamed Of A Land
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I dreamed of a land free of suffering Where war and murder don’t exist Where children can sleep safely at night And nobody raises a..
This Isn't An Aplogy Letter, But You'll Forgive Me..
A Story by
Laura Harrison
I said that I was thinking of writing a story from the boy's point of view of the story 'I Wanted To Say This to You Before You Left, but the Depressi..
I Wanted To Say This to You Before You Left, but t..
A Story by
Laura Harrison
I know that I would be the last person to be awarded with a ‘Girlfriend of the Year’ trophy; I snap at you for no apparent reason..
If There Was an Award for the Best Liar I Would Wi..
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I told my first lie when I was 7 years old; I told my mother that my sister had broken her antique vase when it was really me And from that d..
I Am Fat
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I am fat I know this because I see it when I look in the mirror And I hear it in the cruel calls of “Look out, here comes the w..
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