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Standing in line, to see this show tonight, I grip my ticket so hard it tears.As I hand it in, I take a seat.A spotlight illuminates you so,the light ..
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Can the click of a lock change your life?The simple motion of sealing yourself in,sealing the world out,and having no intention of ever emerging?The m..
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Sitting here in my asylum,this place of endless yellow bricks and sorrow,I can't help but wonder exactly how I arrived here.I cry,But my sobs are mute..
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As I read this,your last letter to the world,I can't help but wonder about these notes.No matter what you explain,no matter how intricate your wording..
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Awash in the waves,I submerge myself in this perfect world.My hair floats past,My eyes are sightless,My clothing billows out around me.The fear rushes..
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Skies grey and crashing in,I sink into lonliness like a stone in the ocean.Slowly but surely making my way to the bottom.No one in sight, and a feelin..
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A poem I wrote about gym class :)
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all true
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Standing in the hallway while her parents fight
LIstening and waiting thoughought the night
Pressed against the wall,
Aresult and a reminder.
Moth..
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In the music.
This is my own private residence.
When life wants to shoot the stars out of my eyes,
Or tear the love from my heart,
Igo here-
I le..
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