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If there is safety nestled in the curves of your elbows,
Pull me in and smother me against the line traced down your chest.
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A Story by Genna
I sobbed as I fell against Sam and held her body to mine, feeling her shake with the pain of losing him.
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But you sleep; you always sleep--
I hold you and whisper:
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“Maybe it’ll scar,” he says
as we laze, (naked), on my bedroom floor,
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But now it is dark: 7:37 exactly,
And we decide to put our clothes back on.
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A Chapter by Genna
I didn’t go to graduation. Said f**k it, it’s too early, and went back to sleep.
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A Chapter by Genna
That night, Abbey and her boyfriend celebrated her graduation with four gigantic bottles of strawberry Andre champagne and a large bottle of patron.
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A Chapter by Genna
“So explain to me why you’re here today,” Rita Spencer, my new therapist, asked me after a few moments of awkwardly staring at each ..
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A Chapter by Genna
Immediately, he appeared, just as he had been when he left, and my eyes quickly flitted open, making the image dissipate, but the twisting feeling in..
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A Chapter by Genna
“What’s your worst fear?” I asked him.
“Letting people down,” he said. “What’s yours?” ..
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