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More self indulgent, me-centered expressive stuff for the time being.
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I used to pull myself up on the sink and look into the mirror, wondering why my face was so ugly, and whether their was anything I could do to fix it...
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An experience from last winter.
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words
stale, stuffy
treacherous friends
with murderous agenda
taking what matters --
the real, the vibrant, the intense
that which is full of th..
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Rough, angsty, crap.
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Nothingness is a strange feeling.
There are words for anger, sadness, pain, joy -
and almost every other feeling that is something,
but none for th..
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I seem to be in the mood to write expressive, non-poetic poems for now. In my head there are pauses and whatnot, but I'm not sure exactly how to expr..
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