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The Hands of GodEmpathy / is the ultimate art / and I
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Aug 10, 2013
CowardI threw my fist at the desk my face slept on. / My face disfigured under the pressure of misery and tears. / I speak through teeth. "You run away, because you're a coward."
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May 8, 2013
D e m o n"You've eyes that bleed violence" they tell me. / Sometimes I grip my bat so hard, / my chapped nails break into my skin.
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Apr 16, 2013
Wind and Vespertine TraitsI love cloudy days. / Everyone is inside, safe, while I am outside, walking. / The wind violent and loud.
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Apr 15, 2013
The Short PathI rue the day I began to wonder, / "Who will be the first to insult my dead Father?" / I am nearly 20, and it's finally happened.
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Feb 19, 2013
The neighbors.Sometimes / I scream / and the neighbors
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Feb 14, 2013
She's Leaving as We SpeakIt's late. / The day has been engulfed in moonlight. / The clouds are consuming the sky;
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Jan 14, 2013
Wall of StoneThe intent / to **** / has yet to swell
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Jan 14, 2013
DiagnosisI was diagnosed with something I can't remember the name of. / It's terminal. / Right after I was told,
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Jan 13, 2013
(em)brace yourselfI want / to embrace my demon; / make love with it's desires,
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Dec 27, 2012
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