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I don’t
know enough
To do this
to you,
to help you.
I cannot
put enough trust in myself
To ensure
that I won’t hurt you,
..
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My fingers strummed in
sequences of three, tapping their repetitive rhythm on the lid of my paper
coffee cup. The hollow echo quietly resonated thro..
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CRASH.
“EEP!” I squealed,
bolting straight up in my bed. Muffled expletives drifted down the hallway,
emanating from the kitchen. Gro..
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Upon entering the apartment, Molly ran up to me and
almost tackled me to the floor. “Where
were you?!?” She inquired forcefully. “..
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Constantly disappointed by those around her, Piper has learned to hold herself separate from others, never allowing her emotions to be shared with any..
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Gone
are the carefree days of younger years,
For
knowing you has aged me far too much
To
go back to days before you were here,
And
preten..
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I
should dust that ceiling fan. Really. It’s disgusting. I’m
lying on the floor in the supine position; I stare at the offending fan as ..
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