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paranoia escapes my mouth in the form of a scream. its old news, but i cant shake this thought. your gone. it wracks my head until it hurts. the ..

to say you are one of my vices, is a statement so far from the truth. a vice is something immoral, like drinking alone in a booth. but i must conf..

follow the white mouse as he scampers down that hole. do you feel yourself floating? after all, this is your wonderland. one makes you larger, an..

i look at you and start to cry. i hide you from everyone, just to make sure you are safe. you are my dirty little secret. you are in my mind, and..

there she is, standing on the cliff. she is everything that i wish to be. even in the night she shines. i only dream of being that pretty. for..

why cant you just hate me? i am not right, i am not good, i am not sane. but you stay close. you are so foolish to think you can change this fe..

cold water surrounds me and all i have is your strong hand. god help me, i don't want to drown. this is what i whisper as i sink lower and lower...

short but cute?

for the heaven fiction contest

all sights and sounds whirl by my head, and i start to think i might be dead. in the mirrror i see my fate; i was killed by a heart of hate. i sta..