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I forget how to log out.... where's the button to zap it and make it go away....this is where I am weak God....I always hold on way too long past broken.  I know there's no button God but how I wish there was!
When I was small
I wrote a song.
It was as wild
As it was long.

I did not know
How to write words
And so I sang
With the morning birds.

Now I am grown,
I am depressed.
I write long things
Just to impress.

I do not sing,
I only sigh.
When I was small
I was alive.
 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
Anastasia
"you're so beautiful,"
i told him.
he looked away
"i'm not"
he said
"you're one of the most beautiful people i've ever met,"
i said.
"no,
i'm ugly,"
he told me
"i swear, there's something about, that's just
absolutely beautiful."
i promised.
he looked up
angry tears in his eyes
"No. You don't get it. I'm hideous,"
he yelled.
"you're so beautiful to me"
i said softly as he walked away
i tell him he's beautiful, but what i think doesn't matter to him.
 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
hj
Untitled
 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
hj
Our love
Is double suicide
 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
Myka
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 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
Myka
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your sword is pointed at my neck,
so go ahead and slit my throat.
you'll see no fear in my eyes when you do.
the tip of my dagger already did its job,
and soon, the poison will **** you too.
 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
Vic
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 Dec 2019 Tabitha Lee
Vic
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A poem every day.
12-12-19
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