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As a kid, I would wait for a father that would never come home. I’d lay my head by the door so when it opened, I would wake up. Unbeknownst to m..

4:17 PM at Wilson Avenue School, Room 213

I do I saw my life through your eyes The process from beginning to end “They need to study us one day!” Our relationship would brin..

Infiltrate her mind Get her to think you are here for her Console her with kisses Ensure she feels emotionally supported Address her insecur..

An empty house What use is it when there are so many holes Consistent reminders that you’re all alone

The office is a mourning place of sorts Old relics on dusty shelves Boxes packed and ready to be taped to go to your next destination Old albums..

The way your eyes brighten The way mine adore you I wish I could hold that moment Crystallize it For when we lose sight, it’s a testamen..

As a young girl You wonder what love looks like As you stare at a worthless man and your heartbroken mother As a young adolescent You wonder ..

I want time to slow As your eyes meet mine And our shadows cascade on motel walls If you felt the way I felt This position is equilibrium ..

Reality hits me In the evening during a desk type job I come to terms with a couple of truths: 1. I am addicted to self-destruction 2. Mathe..