kayla_dunlapWhisper

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plutoi think he breaks more / than he puts himself together; / because once he shatters, / he doesn’t try
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1st AmendmentI’m not much of a talker anymore. / I don’t hold conversations‒ / I dislike the discomfort of hearin
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Untitledover a year / of waiting for the agony to takes its course / the pacing in my room at two in the mor
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Vampires Smoke MentholsI remember when I sat at that bar, / Thoughts in my head colliding like car crashes- / I was in the
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paranoiacan somebody teach me / how to save me / from myself
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the wrong type of flowi let my fingers dance across my skin- / near places you performed wonders; / instead of coming, / i
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The Call I Don't Remember“I remember the night,” he spoke in a low tone, “you had called me crying.” / I shifted around in be
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indigo waterbut i have so many emotions / crammed within my irises and waterlines- / once i take them out, / whe
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i cannot pick sides like you taught me (broken faces)i am the burning monk in the household this time
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becoming a dreameri can't tell if it's amazing or frightful / to watch a mother of three / attend language classes / j
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