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"Your words, they spek to me." Master says I am trieng to rite a story. But he still hits me. "If you want to be perfeckt, learn how to spell..

January 5th I got hit because I didn't write yesturday. "Consistentcy is perfeckshon." Master is never wrong. So I write. More and more. ..

January 6th, My nose bled. Master hit me. And my nose bled. Blood came owt. Gushing. Because Master hit me. "Daniella...this isn't perf..

The board speaks to me In a language So foreign That when I open my mouth To speak I dont recognize my voice The language on the board Is..

In me, there is nothing but second guesses

[Unwrap] Listen you There's something I Well..w-wanted to say [Smell] N-Now listen closely Because I'm not going To repeat my-mysel..

I know there is Opportunity In these small hours I can become Anything In these small hours I can spread my Wings In these small hours..

If I could only make One wish In this half state rain of ours I'd wish For a chance To slip my fingers into your hand And wish you a faint..

My love My dear You are my world I remember when you Were ill So ill That notes were passed in class "Jane is dead. She's not com..

It's okay I'm a coward too You don't need to hide, my friend For I'm just like you Broken glass Everlasting wounds You dont need t..