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HabitA Story by Saint Gut-Free"The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open." — Chuck Palahniuk (Invisible Monsters) |
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Prologue - Part OneA Chapter by Nailah RGI took it in as deeply as I could, just to see if I could get it to hit me so deep, with just enough force, that it left me with a mark. I let it .. |
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I Flicked a Pick (Now with Audio)A Poem by L.EdwardGod shave the queen, she's got a lot of heirs... |
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Selfish LoveA Poem by mess of gorgeous chaosI want to know your passionsWhat makes your eyes light up?I want to know your habits and quirksAnd what the little things are that make you smile.I wa.. |
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Love To Death And Death Will End ItA Poem by Frances ClarkKisses to show it, and they plant themselves Into the smaller spaces of feeling and their play areas. It communicates they are companions. .. |
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Love is Merely a DreamA Poem by WillI fall too hard too fast, it's a really nasty habit. I see a chance to fall in love and I can't help but grab it. By now I should've learned .. |
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Mirror, mirror on the wallA Poem by PixalsMirror, mirror On the wallTell me what's behind these eyesAnd please don't stallPerhaps I am crazyOr maybe just a boreGlazed and tired eyes look back .. |
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Kicking the HabitA Story by michaelandrewA brief study of racial prejudice in America and an overtly simplified solution that so many of us overlook. |
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Back On The RoadA Poem by KalHere we are in this worldWe live and we dieHere we are in this roomWe laugh and we cryHere we are in the schoolsWe mark high we mark lowHere we are in.. |
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InhaleA Story by diaphanousQuitting is really f*****g hard |
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3. poor puppiesA Chapter by Jordan Williamsanother song for my friend to sing in her band |
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stuck on a hook.....................................A Poem by Frieda Pcobalt metal monkeys cling in reeling creative circus chaos like dripping molten ash ache from the fallout you exhale darkly riddled .. |
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Sleep DeprivationA Poem by AphinionI wrote this after a few days of extreme sleep deprivation... |
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Eyes that surrender the mind.A Poem by Alma W. ReisA child looked at the stars, neglecting his paces.Eventually he tripped and fell on his own two laces, cracking his head in three different places.Ent.. |
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4:34 AM IVA Poem by Cherub4:34 AM OLD HABITS DIE HARD YOU’RE MY HABIT PLEASE, LET ME QUIT YOU. |
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4:34 AM VA Poem by Cherub4:34 AM DARK CIRCLES AND CHEWED FINGERNAILS HABITS FATASSES AND GROSS HUMAN BEINGS. DISGUSTING. IM DISGUSTING. |
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