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Ask me: "How do you feel?"I'll tell you a lie.I feel like I'm beautiful,I'm in love with the sky.The sky that's blue of the brightest day.(though that..
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My fault.Everything is alwaysmy fault.My depression is obviouslymy fault,and the anxiety that spirals out of control ismy faulttoo. It'smy faultI can'..
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SometimesI just want to cry.SometimesI just want to hide.Sometimesthis world will break me down, so,sometimesI'll want to die.Sometimes,most of the ti..
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I view the world through a pencilthrough pictures and pages of booksin music and lyrics the world is a lieand since I'm naiveI believeI live in betray..
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Broken heartFall apartWas there love?Love.Love.Crushes andsweets.I was falling.It was breaking.The thing you'd never heard of.Love.Love.Crushes andswe..
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The feeling of drowning.Holding only a face abovethe inky black water.Cold seeping into bones.A mouthful of water.Choking on sorrow.When will help com..
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She looks through the world through deadened eyes, cold and broken, staring and unfeeling. She stares through everything, sees behind the glamour and..
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Random stories... that'll prolly go together
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She is beautiful, with hair flowing crimson on a nonexistent breeze. Her eyes are the night sky, velvet with specks of silver stars. Her smile, altho..
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Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away lived a boy named Aubry. Aubry was a beautiful boy, but he was very poor. Actually, his entire kingdom w..
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