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That wretched foul room
(Locked within it),
Foul not in the sense of foulness
But, For it's cleanliness and sterile surfaces.
All except for the e..
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Improv poetry
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First and last lines borrowed from the Tori Amos song 'Winter.'
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Sometimes I just want to escape.
That’s what I was really thinking. My ex had called me earlier that morning about getting some coffee &lsquo..
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When I was younger
I could never understand why the older boys
Were older then me,
Though they were nine and I was seven.
When I was younger
Ev..
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6 months ago-
I ate my heart.
It was the worst thing I've ever tasted,
But I continued to mash, rip, tear
My ventricles.
My teeth still show si..
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I was careless.
I wanted to alleviate my thoughts,
My thoughts had turned against me
Conjuring up my past to haunt me
Just for the pleasure of p..
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She sat across from me with her arms folded. I’d occasionally glance over at her, but I didn’t want to give her the pleasure of eye contac..
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The Girl you see in your dreams,
A standard of your own personal perfection,
The Girl that is told to not exist,
But I search yet.
Because I kno..
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“How do you do that?” I asked her.
We were lying next to one another on her bed. I had just gotten of school when she called me on my c..
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