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Reverse Psychology?A Poem by xxxrawr_friendxxxI'll put on a smile, Andyou canpretend. Pretend we're still brosters, Pretend I'm not okay. Now that I think about it, Now that my mind has reg.. |
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Insanity's SongA Story by Alicia BeavisDrip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The water sings a melody of destruction as it hits the floor, shattering into silenc.. |
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DissociationA Poem by kaylaTreading the line betweenreality and imagination,unwilling to comprehend the truth.She lives in her dreams-in bright colored skies filled with"coulda/.. |
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Pre-suicideA Story by Why do you care?Before I commit suicide |
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TrichotillomaniaA Poem by kaylaWhen I feel the anxiety my fingers go to my hair. They have a mind of their own and that's how they end up there. They grab a brown strand and twirl, .. |
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NoahA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Beyabout the second Father of the Human race |
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I Hope This Isn't YouA Poem by Tatiana LexiaThe melancholic burn,The resistance deep inside;It's something that I yearn;I feel like I've died.I'll wish my pain away,And crumple into a ball.Falli.. |
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Shaken and ScaredA Poem by TrinityHawkthis is a poem about anxiety attacks and what one feels like |
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EscapeA Story by David KwakuI want to sleep through the pain. That's what she said before it all happened. Yes, that's how it all began, uttering silence in the night as she scre.. |
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The Day I lost MyselfA Book by Faria Renellia Van Charde..Vivian Mace, a seventeen-year-old girl in the eleventh grade, is trying to cope with the loss of her family in a tragic car accident after moving into.. |
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Murder or suicide?A Poem by ConstanceEleanorMurder or suicide?Bleeding in the bath.It's a run across the road and a walk down the path.She died, she died, A long time ago,Hid from the world and .. |
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BedlamA Poem by Cre8tiveBedlam Beaten Throttled Thrown to the floor Shielded by the man Wanted no more Cold Dark Dusty Nights Screaming ter.. |
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Autobiography of a StoneA Story by Vinay KumarThe biography of a stone Somewhere on the highway, near the roots of tall trees, I lied uncared from the times unknown. I don’t remem.. |
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crazy.A Poem by missthirteenthOn the brain transplant listBut you can't transplant this.The mental state i'm in leavingyou asking Excuse me, Miss?Do you need some helpHow can I ass.. |
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