lauren-christina-pearsonWhisper

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Unrequited Hippie LoveThe bowl might as well have been packed / with my hypocampus, every lighter spark / brought only memories of you.

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To Walk As A WomanSome things exist behind curtains of experience. / Those whose tongues have / tasted the holy fire know the touch

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HollowYou look at the world through empty orbs, / ignoring the beauty that swells within. / Your lips work like anesthesia,

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I know. (SWP)I survived high school by a small crack of glass. / I caught myself by the pad of my finger tips, on the splintered pane, / after falling off the edge of a world of depression, anger, and pain,

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Almighty HypocritesWe are born unto a crown of thorns. / Our tender skin rendered vulnerable / to self-made deities, rambling idols.

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The broken ones.What blaze of fury has brought such decay? / Translucent hearts are all the color this picture / of hate. Can you see the broken ones? Can you

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A bridge to the moonLet’s take everything we have, / and build a bridge up to the moon. / From parked cars to table tops,

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SkinnyI hate my body. / All my angles and lines. / And I hate them all

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Raise a GlassRaise a glass, / Let’s make a toast. / To the years of our lives,

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Step One:Step one: / Admit that you have a problem. / Hi, I'm so and so,

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