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#17Swollen lips and / bruised necks. / It's not my life, and you're not my friend.
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Dec 2, 2013
#18stop romanticizing death. / the sick image of me / laying on my grave
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Jan 13, 2014
4/6*the ocean is six miles deep. / you're buried six feet deep. / this the the sixth time I've thought of him tonight,
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Dec 9, 2013
5**** me / for crumbling lies / for falling for you
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Oct 11, 2013
april 15thwith every touch comes another shock and fall / ing in love all over again. / with every look I see end
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Apr 15, 2014
awayI want to disapear. / Far away from anyone or anything here. / Swallowed in a cloud perhaps,
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Mar 15, 2013
blink.I fear that if I close my eyes, / death will strangle me as I sleep. / I fear that dreams are no longer meant for escape,
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Mar 25, 2013
blockedWhat do I write / when the ink has seemed to freeze. / I'll stay up until 2 -
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Nov 2, 2013
blue pillowsthank you for / broken promises. / saturday nights keeping me up late
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Oct 13, 2013
boxed (more of a thought, than a poem)From body to box, / Sunday brought back the reminder that death, / is the only thing permanent in this world.
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Nov 12, 2013
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