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Anna Jun 2013
The only things
That're sweet to me
Is blood
And *****.
Anna Jun 2013
I cried today,
For a good hour
Because my dear
Sweet layers have
Abandoned me.
I wish I was ******* dead
Anna Jun 2013
I'm a cat,
In pursuit of
The mouse
Strung up by it's own
Tail.
Anna Jun 2013
I remember how nice it was
When I played the drums.
It resonated
Deep in my chest
Loud enough to hush
The parts you used to dwell
As a sad memory.
Anna Jun 2013
I don't know
How to accept
Anyone being kind.
It's gotten to the point
Where I just feel
Heartbreak in advance.
Anna Jun 2013
Depression feels like
The closest thing to home
Ive got.
It's the only thing
That stays.
Anna Jun 2013
I like to know names
Because I'm old south
Superstitious
And people are my demons.
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