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  Dec 2014 AnActualToaster
WickedHope
Your mystifying
silence screams
louder than anything
and everything else.
Talk to me.
I know you're busy,
but my mind is all you.
  Dec 2014 AnActualToaster
Abigail
The knife cuts as do the words
Blood rushes out
Frees the pain, frees the girl
Pain stops and the numbness begins
Head spins, brain dies
Crying carelessly
Tears seep out
Drying on her checks
Wondering why she started
Knowing she can’t stop
The knife cuts her skin
Fears drip out
Breath stops
Lips tremble
Dreams fade away as demons break through her skin
Killing her slowly
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