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Confessional free-verse prose
TW: suicide, depression, self-harm
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My white haze, just like you I’ve lost my shapeI’m surfing the sky, sinking in blue Sounding out the sun shining through Shaking a sto..
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a pity to be, what i once thought was me
the trees save shade for the hearts growing weak
but life exists, and goes on without thought
i’m ..
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Sometimes, I believe I could live in my paper and pen.A house made of cards,Standing strong against the odds Ink shades the clouds Lines break the sou..
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A Story by avaya
It took us seven days to give up the fight between our bodies and our minds. Seven days passed without ease, and by way of our hearts’ beats, we..
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In the dawn of the night,You whisper so slightTell me you want meTell me you need meTell me I’m the oneTell me it’ll never be enoughYour h..
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When everybody’s words get in the way,Take my hand and say,We're just finding foreverYou still feel the same wayWhen our eyes meet as one,Don&rs..
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more so lyrics than a poem
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its summer but i’m grey
words spinning through my head all day
how i’m not enough
how i don’t deserve love
how everyone is doome..
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A Story by avaya
This is a story about one of the many despised and avoided emotions known to man-kind, fear. Fear consumes all of our lives at some point. Some people..
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