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what do I feel?
altering my heart beat,
my pace of breath,
my mindset,
mellowed.
ears,
treated gently
by calm music,
slithering through my ..
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The coldit bites at every inchof uncovered flesh,stingingbut you don't mind.The feeling,you're feeling.It's anger,it's sorrow.There's an arrow,through..
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this feeling,
it's sending me
into an abyss
of myself.
selflessness,
self inflict,
conflict of
unhappiness.
bare,
stare,
the glare from ..
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if I show no emotion
will you see the notion,
my devotion.
to change,
it's slow motion.
I don't enjoy who,
I don't enjoy how.
I don't enjoy w..
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Colours That Bleed
sun, oct. 18/15
heavy words
a burden of tones
a memory
no clarity
I don't know who I am
who I'm supposed to be
how I'm su..
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I
stood outside as the rain poured down all around me, covering me from head to
toe. I stood there, gripping my light sweater to my chest as I waite..
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“Yeah, no
problem.” I fiddled with my thumbs as I looked out of the window again. I could
see her reflection in the window, I looked at ..
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“I don’t feel
well, but I also have to pee. Can I go to the bathroom?” I put the glass of
water down right next to the cup of ..
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“Stay awake for
a bit longer…” She whispered, I peeled my eyes opened to look at Toby. George
started to pet near the bottom of T..
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By the time I
woke up, I had a bandage on my forehead and the room was lit very bright. So
bright that the walls almost look like a lighter hue ..
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