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4 amAt 4 am, / When you can't sleep, / I dream of being the cigarette
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Jul 18, 2013
After DeathEver since she was young, / She heard stories about what happens after death. / She heard stories about heaven and hell, and everywhere in between.
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Jun 16, 2013
A Little Something About Loving GhostsI have always imagined your touch as sunlight / As the heat trapped beneath my blanket when I first wake up / As the rug warming my bare feet in the morning
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Oct 23, 2013
Anything But HolyCracked vinyl bus seats / Windows that have heard the stories of every passanger smeared with truth / The spit of the elderly woman who fell asleep while reminiscing about the son whom she's visiting that she hasn't seen in 35 years
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Jul 2, 2013
A Quick Reminder To MyselfThe past is a funny thing. / At one point, it was the present. / It was the moment we weren't living in,
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Aug 8, 2013
Back to EarthShe sat cross-legged on her bedroom floor, / A brush in one hand and a blade in the other. / She ran the brush through the dull brown,
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Jun 26, 2013
BelieveIt was 3:42 on a Saturday / When a boy picked a lilac / From a bush in his backyard
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Jun 17, 2013
Blank CanvasYou touched my face / The way an artist / Touches a blank canvas,
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Jun 17, 2013
BoysWhen we were young, / Grown-ups told us that / When boys throw rocks and
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Jun 17, 2013
ChangeDid you ever wake up and realize / that somehow, over night, / everything stopped making sense?
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Jun 18, 2013
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