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A Story by Alexa
He called it “oh see” and rolled his eyes at me when I asked if I should eat the whole thing. It spoiled me, didn’t make my eyes wat..
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A Story by Alexa
I opened my watering eyes and sniffed one of those disgusting snorts that pulls all the powder from your nose into the back of your throat, looked aro..
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We are scars that mar,
Cutting into your brain like razorblades,
Leaving wounds with open mouths
Gasping for air,
Shedding enough blood to share
..
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A million personalities, and I'm pretty sure you like the flavor ofthe week.
A minute, an hour, an eon -- all the same numb.
Cholera can't come fast..
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The white-hot noise of a thousand estrogen-filled body bags surrounds me.
I won't be encompassed by their radiating scream.
Cut through the darkness..
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my head has been heavy and full lately
not really pounding just tapping and whispering,
some sort of signal for release.
or maybe a request for n..
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Everything spilling out in your fist and
I'm daring myself to say I think you like the color choice.
You'd think after all this time I'd learned to ..
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your room smells like incense.
your hair smells like coconut shampoo.
you taste like chocolate covered pretzels and cherry chapstick.
get off the ..
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cool comprehensive, this labor intensive
it's jaded and raided and faded away
torn like an old cloth, cold like the soup broth
tired, refired, like..
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what a finely crafted irony you are, my dear,
hiding so hard -- you're naked now,
but don't worry:
i'm not laughing.
your swinging hip..
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