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GNAWING at his fingertips, Simon’s eyes flitted from one end of the bar t..
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Teddy: A Love Story
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“I hope they cannot see,
I am the great destroyer.”
Nine Inch Nails, The Great Destroyer
A sliver o..
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The house was quiet for a Saturday afternoon, she noted time and again, eyes fixed on the clock. It was half past five and the second hand kept ti..
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Just a scene I wrote one day in class, when I should've been working on my final paper, unedited, unchanged, so forgive any errors or wretched writing..
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i'll never give up writing... but it's poetry.... it's the poetry i miss. the poetry that touches and that caresses that leaves an indellible mark on..
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through a hurting and scratched eye
in the dark with the music a little too loud
but i don't care
i'm confessing my love to you
in the darkness, w..
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taste of this, the end of forever
this is some random page in the novel of our lives, and tell me, what line are you on? the one that speaks of sor..
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i saw something in your eyes
crystal clear and whispering
never wanted to let it go
but then it turned and walked away
cold shoulders and icy vein..
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so i was just wondering
how far does the well fall?
into the pain i've manifested
into the ignorance i've tried to lose
seeping into the veins,
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i feel you coming in again
with those small and delicate hands
cascading through my viscera
tearing me apart inch by inch
up my spine and around m..
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