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Dear God,The one thing I want to do today is forget.I want to run away from this place, from the people hereand from the insanity that breeds in the n..
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They say wishes get fulfilled at 11:11pm.What is so special about 11:11?There is nothing extraordinary.Wish you may,and wish you might -but even the f..
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Dear God,It’s been 7 months now that I’ve been writing these wordsto you.All the poems and letters and talking to the walls �"..
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The tap goes drip, drip, driplike the blood from my wristsstaining the white tiled bathroom floor.The clock goes tick, tick, ticklike the faint thuddi..
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I lie on the hospital bed,wanting to tell storiesthat have stayed hiddenfor far too long.It’s not easy,especially whenthis man sitting in fronto..
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Dear God,I don’t understand why you didn’t let me die.Family, friends, lovers, teachers, acquaintances �" they lookat my scars..
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A chapbook of what clinical depression feels like to a 14-year-old.
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photosynthesis for the soul
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the uncle I was closest to, passed away last August
and left behind nothing
but a cruel mourning period
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Love tastes like a cookie you stole from the pantry.
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