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For my deceased grandfather.

A midnight writing.

I do this thing - COP - every week, and this week, this was my assignment. You are given a Character, Object, and Place to work with. C: Old man O..

I just had a break-up, so this is my rant.

The edges’ secrets something broken on the edge, a missing bridge, leading to lost rings of thought. White ice, the i..

You want me to accept the unaccepted. You want me to play along in a broken role of Romeo & Juliet. You want me to play with..

Crawl a little closer and dig your nails through the thickly crusted dirt and drying blood. Crawl a little closer and pry your way throug..

I’m all alone in this world and there is nothing no one that can save me. I’m all alone in this pitiful world, and there is noth..

A little poem my friend asked me to write about the Avengers

Acrylic’s hurt just as much as normal glass cuts just as deep as plastic and implants can only get you so far. Fake smiles do j..