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Anxiety, Anxiety, Depression. You're it.
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she' like...sweet wineand you're out timeout of breathechoking on her lipsher loveher heart beating fastand fastunder your skimming fingertipsoh, for ..
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when its latein the nightor in your lifeand you tell yourselfyou're doin' fine.but you learnedto read a liefrom your own lipssince the dayyou dressed ..
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An old piece from '06 I'm editing into something new.
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Here we are againSittingStaring into our cupsAvoiding each other"Love you"Hasty kiss onProffered CheekSighs Blank staresDoor closesTears beginHere we ..
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unfinished.
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I open my eyes to the sickly yellow of a dying bulb, the only sound the thudding of my heart. My head throbs along with disgusting gusto, like some k..
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Chasing the rabbit, he said with a laugh,It isn't quite the fairy-tale.I shrugged, and grinned andswallowed it whole.Greedy, hungry youth.I cartwheele..
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"Let's pretend I'm not me and you aren't you." She said, smiling hazily. I didn't know what she meant, but I agreed. She's a mystic. A princess with g..
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Dealing with a little postpartum right now...
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