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I saw the sky today, blue and grey.
I didn't think it looked like dreams
or heaven or God.
I didn't see angels in the clouds,
just rain.
How am I..
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I like the way my breath
catches somewhere between my heart and my mouth.
I like the way my ears
block out all the sounds of the outside world.
I ..
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The lights are dim around here,
the half-light makes it all beautiful.
The night is cold, but still we stand
with no clothes on.
We are the creatu..
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Your eyes are cold and dead.
Your chill defies the pumping blood.
It's dark and empty in your head.
Survivor.
You hope each beat is last.
Battl..
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Don't be gentle.
If you're going to hurt me,
do it right.
Ball your fist and make me scream,
no-one can hear me now,
in these caverns of hell,
r..
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What a world, baby,
what a world.
I wonder will you ever get to see
a polar bear?
Will my home town be twenty, thirty,
forty leagues under?
What..
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I hid my secrets in a book.
Covered my scars with bangles.
On the outside I am fine.
To you I'm just another girl
with stuff that's on her mind.
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There is a little girl
on the bedroom floor.
She's not crying any more,
but the tears have left salty tracks
down her solemn face.
She stares out..
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Number 1: Crush damage to left tarsal.
You were 5 years old,
you dropped the kettle on your foot.
Number 2: Calcium deposits around both ankles.
H..
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Sometimes I wonder
why I only write
about sadness, lies,
death.
I sit and wish
to write fairytales,
love stories, happiness,
hope.
I spend hou..
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