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Withering away in this prison.Alone,isolated,stuck in a black cell, few feet away from the freedom door.Black walls,black beds,black bars on the windo..
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since your smile glows bright as the sun on a Sundaysince your steps are as light as the rains'where your eyes lights up like the holiday lights,since..
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I wasn't a genie or some magical being,I was just a coward, always fleeing.I wasn't born with a crown over my head,I was just made this way by the way..
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Haste. (1)Fast, hurry, rushing. (3)Haste does not bring success, (10)it takes your breath, and then your world, your everything.Haste does not bring s..
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Trapped within four walls with no plan for escape,Always alone because one is drunk and the other is dead. Hiding behind a closed door, afraid of ones..
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Alican’s hand trembled as she reached for the door handle. Standing on the porch of 399 Buckle Rd, Alican never thought she would come back to t..
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Skyler was falling from everything into the vast empty space of nothing. She was falling from the crust of Planet Mortem to the core of the planet. No..
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DaydreamHope is a desire,A wish or a dreamAnd that is what this little butterfly does, she dreams.She hopes and dreams that one day, she will be able ..
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BackboneBhumika DevkotaMy home, my comfort, my backbone,My messy bed surrounded by clothes scattered on the floor,And the wind chime making music by t..
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Funny how they all fly,Chasing their dreamsNever looking back to see what they have missed,Forgetting the childhood promises and the broken trust,The ..
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