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Poetic Venting
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Not broken, just bent
Hijori was sick. Terminally ill. Broken. He was like a shattered window. Everyone saw right through him until one day he broke, then they threw him awa...
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Ghosted
A ghost is what you are But not made from death. Only moulded by my personal Wishes and dreams, Which fade like a passing scent Like Spring flowers dying...
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it wasn’t rape
it wasn’t rape if it was rape it would’ve forceful i would’ve been crying i would’ve been inside my room for days i wouldn’t be able to look at...
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My Unsent Letter
i want you to stay but you have nothing to hold on to will you feel better if i make myself i bend myself to bend to your pleasure to carve my bones into...
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The Sometimes Release
Something I wrote almost a year ago. Sometimes living seems harder than dying but then I feel ungrateful for feeling that way. Sometimes I wish I didn’t f...
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Saudade
She wanted him in ways she imagined never crossed his mind. She felt so deeply and so consistently. Rush of emotions became familiarity. She felt as though she...
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Free of the Burden
Alright Everything is calm In the moment of the week Money in the pocket Gun on the right Bottom of the barrel or Bottom of the chain I've...
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Mentally sick
I’m not afraid of being sick, not really...not anymore. You see, I am always sick. No, not physically. I don’t cough out my lungs or choke on my own swol...
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It's Done and Dusted
Our bond has busted Like a rubber band thats stretched too tight, will snap once the tensions just right...what was there was nothing from above...in fact, I...
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They do not know what they do
A stranger’s shadow flickers across the ground. It’s obvious, even through the technicolour flashing lights, that you’re twice my age. I’m wary, but n...