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Red Cross
A Poem by
Mae Bee
What i was writing weeks after i found out he tried to hang himeself
definition
A Poem by
Mae Bee
The quick, bitter thoughts after a conversation with someone you believ(ed) to be your true and only love.
grey pea coat
A Poem by
Mae Bee
i keep checking the time. (otherwise known as my life thermometer) right now (2:45am) and you know i don't make these things up. i bet i could list..
It was 4 ward m o t i o n. ( put the \"i\&quo..
A Poem by
Mae Bee
My teeth feel like they're made out of cocaine. I can't shake the cold out of my bones. The constrant drip of my nose has my sleeve raw. Everytime..
IV
A Poem by
Mae Bee
there aren't any pills left. for one reason or another i swallowed them all. the best part is when they look in my eyes and all they see if my so..
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