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3 in the morning telephone callsWhen I heard his voice I thought it could be the same / that the toy I put on a shelf would always be mine / but after I had wiped the dust off
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Dec 29, 2012
A love letter to growing upI love how your clothes are always either two sizes two big or two sizes to small. / I love how you look in the mirror and slowly realize something is different but cannot tell what. / I love the way people exclaim, "I almost didn't recognize you, you've really grown up!"
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Dec 29, 2012
A speck of dust grewSomeone must have built it / leaving no trace or proof. / Some other thing must have existed
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Jan 7, 2013
Blood, Lies, and Your Eyesthe sickness rises in my chest / we continue in this gruesome dance / my hands become covered in blood and lies
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Jan 28, 2013
BurningShe wanted to be a child of the wind and the sea / a tornado leaving everything in its wake changed / to burn so bright that when she finally exploded
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Jan 29, 2013
Check on Me (rough draft-give me suggestionsmy parents came to check on me / i quickly shut the lights / turned off the TV
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Mar 24, 2013
defeatevery night i hear my brother's tortured cries in his sleep / every day i watch my sister as she pretends to eat / sometimes i wonder is everyone like this down deep
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Mar 16, 2013
drift awaySometimes if you stand really still you can see we're all losing our grip on the world. / death by death / see where the line between human and ghost begins; human flesh turns into dead ice cold skin.
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May 18, 2013
graduallyi am gradually / starting to lose feeling in my toes. / Is this how people begin to die?
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May 18, 2013
I.I / asked you to / please twine my fingers
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Feb 27, 2013
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