kayla-manor-1Whisper

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17I thought the older we got / the more the age gap would close / 52 - 35 = 17
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Apr 19, 2018
I resignOn the cold floor I can't go any further / I'm low / I am in it
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Jan 28, 2018
GodEgo / Synapses / There is something here
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Jan 22, 2018
ChecklistLists and errands / I'm not lists and errands / I am here
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Nov 30, 2017
New glassesMeet my tears
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Jul 8, 2016
by 15With little hands you crawled from my womb / But you're not a baby now / You could be anyone
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Jun 29, 2016
Over CoffeeWe're all infinite / And doomed
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Jun 29, 2016
SinLet me live in my sin / It's.mine. / Like when you remove your glove, finger by finger, plucking the tips with a pull. Freeing each finger until all are freed. Pulling your hand out, cupping glove to glove and laying them on that end table you love. The one with the lamp that appeared when your Mom died. The only thing you got from her because you hated her.
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Jun 28, 2016
WalkingI'm hips and lips / Breasts and legs / Atop two unsteady feet
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Jun 28, 2016
Twenty years oldDying alone here in my Thoughts Of Dreams of all things I should be doing. / Useless and Careless so much sometimes to care and use myself. My abilities. / I need people to understand or I'll always be stuck here inside myself wondering what the hell I'm doing
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Nov 5, 2015
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